Not A Through Street

歌名：Mission Street

歌手：史逸欣

专辑：亲陌爱人 Warm Strangers

Mission street is a striking dark-eyed stranger

Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn

Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane

As I sit as though awaiting some return


And my hands are cold tonight


I'm sleepless in this dark


Forgetting what it was I came to find


And it seems that I've been wrong



More than I've been right

Mission street calls out to me by name

Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head

Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath

Like an offering of contraband misread

Mission street is alive at every hour

Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be

A light so steady on the mountains in the distance

A solitude so deep it might awaken me

Well my hands are cold tonight

But the sky is bright with stars

And