Silver Streets

dear city i live in i want to be your friend
will you let me be your friend
i dress in white and blue
just to look like you
i want to look like you
millions of hearts
are writing their stories
on your silver streets
what are you holding for me you’re where it starts
i’m singing «no guts no glory»
on your silver streets
what are you holding for me i know, we’ve only just met
you don’t know me yet
but i won’t let you down
i’ll dance underneath your rain
i like all your shades of grey i’m gonna wear you like a crown
millions of hearts
are writing their stories
on your silver streets
what are you holding for me you’re where it starts singing «no guts no glory»
on your silver streets
what are you holding of me