Boulevard
Lovely café home from home,
Where I spend my afternoon,
Hoping life will touch me soon
Boulevard
I wait till evening shadows fall,
And then pretend to see someone,
Across the road to where I run
But the boulevard
It knows me well
It feels my sorrow
It feels my need
Yes the boulevard
It understands
Each pa**ing stranger
Each change of speed
Boulevard
A place where people come and go,
Where some of us will never show,
How inwardly we seem to grow
Ah but the boulevard
It knows me well,
It feels my sorrow
It feels my need
Yes the boulevard
It understands
Each pa**ing stranger
Each change of speed, yes
Boulevard
Lovely café home from home,
Where I spend my afternoon,
Hoping life will touch me soon
Boulevard