In the streets
The lost, the poor, the ill
Searching for the magic pill
They're all lost inside
We're all lost
I've stayed here for way too long
Sitting with me is the long lost street to gold
But I won't be found
I won't be found
And I feel a God
And I-oh
I've stayed here for way too long
Lost at sea and I've been found
Won't be scorned this time around
I don't feel that I'm alone
And I feel at home
We're all lo-ah-oh
I've stayed here for way too long