Existe un lenguaje que va más allá de las palabras.

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the nights

Streetlights, people, living just to find emotion

Hiding, somewhere in the nights

Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
And now the movie never ends

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Streetlight, people♫