The sirens ring, the shots ring out.
A stranger cries, he screams out loud.
I had my world, strapped against my back.
I held my hands, and never knew how to act.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
Well good old me, I was a homeless man.
Singing songs, I knew complete.
On the steps alone, this guitar in hand.
These fifty years stood where he stands.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
Walking home, on the streets.
The river winds, they move my feet.
The subway steam, like silhouetes in dreams.
You stood by me, just like playing games.
Well the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
Yeah 6th avenue heartache.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
Looked out the window, and got up on that street.
And gone like midnight, was that wind.
But I sit here with 6-strings, leane against that wall.
And all those things, they all look so small.
I got my fingers crossed, on a shooting star.
Just like me, just moved on back home.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
6th Avenue Heartache.
Well the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me, and now it's drawing me in.
Yeah 6th avenue heartache.
