CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dawn
Walking home
From working late
And around the bend—
Dawn...
You may look grim
But you feel just great
'Cause you've got this friend:
Dawn...
You're both halfway
Between yesterday
And tomorrow...
Not a street that doesn't have a shine
Not a sound except the milkman's rattle
Not a stream of seven million cattle
And the city's mine
Yours and mine
Dawn!...
It's when the moon's gone down
But the sun's not up
Just before this great big town
Becomes a great big b***ercup—
Your feet are sore
You're feeling weird
And then thеre it comes—
Dawn!...
The city's roar
May havе disappeared
But the city hums...
Dawn!
Not a street that isn't clean and still—
Dawn!
Not a wall that doesn't gleam and glisten—
Dawn!
Not a roof that isn't gold, and listen—!
Not a single drill!
What a thrill!
Dawn!
Dawn!
And so you're on your own
And you do feel frightened
Only—
Though you're all alone
Somehow you simply don't feel lonely—
—When it's
Dawn...
When it's half-past four
You're half-awake
And the town is dead—
Yawn!
You think, what more
Can a person take?
And then overhead—
Dawn!
Calm and quiet though the city seems
Dead asleep it's still alive and teeming
What with seven million people dreaming
Seven million dreams—
Of course it gleams!
You watch the stars go
One by one
You see the first sign
Of the sun
It makes you feel that
Done is done
And better things
Have just begun—
It's called
Dawn!
It's called
Dawn!
It's called
Dawn!
From working late
And around the bend—
Dawn...
You may look grim
But you feel just great
'Cause you've got this friend:
Dawn...
You're both halfway
Between yesterday
And tomorrow...
Not a street that doesn't have a shine
Not a sound except the milkman's rattle
Not a stream of seven million cattle
And the city's mine
Yours and mine
Dawn!...
It's when the moon's gone down
But the sun's not up
Just before this great big town
Becomes a great big b***ercup—
Your feet are sore
You're feeling weird
And then thеre it comes—
Dawn!...
The city's roar
May havе disappeared
But the city hums...
Dawn!
Not a street that isn't clean and still—
Dawn!
Not a wall that doesn't gleam and glisten—
Dawn!
Not a roof that isn't gold, and listen—!
Not a single drill!
What a thrill!
Dawn!
Dawn!
And so you're on your own
And you do feel frightened
Only—
Though you're all alone
Somehow you simply don't feel lonely—
—When it's
Dawn...
When it's half-past four
You're half-awake
And the town is dead—
Yawn!
You think, what more
Can a person take?
And then overhead—
Dawn!
Calm and quiet though the city seems
Dead asleep it's still alive and teeming
What with seven million people dreaming
Seven million dreams—
Of course it gleams!
You watch the stars go
One by one
You see the first sign
Of the sun
It makes you feel that
Done is done
And better things
Have just begun—
It's called
Dawn!
It's called
Dawn!
It's called
Dawn!
