Looking down on empty streets
All she can see are the
dreams made solid
The dreams made real
All of the buildings and all of the cars
At once,
just a dream in somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass,
she pictures the steam
She pictures the soul,
no leak at the seam
Nowhere in the corridors
of pale green and grey
Nowhere in the suburbs
in the cold light of day
There in the midst of it
so alive and alone,
words support like bone,
dreaming of mer cy
Where you're
inside out,
dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again,
dreaming of mercy
I swear they moved that sign,
dreaming of mercy,
dream ing of mercy.
Pulling out the papers
from the drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness,
word upon word
Confessing all those secret things
in the warm velvet box to the priest
He's the doctor,
he can handle the shock
Dreaming of the tenderness
that will tremble in the hips
Kissing Mary's lips
Dreaming of Mercy Street
Mercy Street
Where you're
inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
I swear they
moved that sign
Dreaming of mercy
Dreaming of mercy
Dreaming of mercy
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh