by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown

Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.

If I could catch your dancing eye.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart´s drowned in no love streams, yeah.

The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story´s told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.

Chorus

I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, "My friend, love´s end has come."
It couldn´t last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.

Chorus

Now my heart´s drowned in no love streams, yeah.

On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street it´s cold inside.
There´s no retreat from time that´s died.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart´s drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart´s drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart´s drowned in no love.