I'm a street sweeper
In your city of dreams
Yeah I'm a street sweeper
In your city of dreams

Sweeping off the paper cups
Between the limousines
Street sweeper, in your city of dreams

Thousands of windows
I'm scared of what I see
Thousands of windows
I'm so scared of what I see
People wired up to telephones
Plugged into tv screens
Thousands of windows
I'm so scared of what I see

Looking at the sky above
Higher than these neon names
I'm looking at the skies above
Higher than these neon names
You can buy and sell the clouds
They ain't among the commodities we trade
Looking at the sky above
Higher than these neon names
I'm waiting for
The city of god
Yeah I'm waiting for
The city of good
When worries will be
What was, waving for
The sea I've got

I'm a street sweeper
In your city of dreams
Yeah I'm a street sweeper
In your city of dreams

Sweeping off the paper cups
Between the limousines
Street sweeper, in your city of dreams
City of dreams, city of dreams.

Copyright: SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
Writer(s): Bill Fay