Streets of Which I Roam

I'm racing down the streets I feel the city heat And everywhere I go I just don't seem to know All the buildings that I see Are faces mocking me And people walking by Seem to have no eyes to see I'm someplace I've never been Did I maybe make a sin? I need someone to shine a light And guide me through the night I don't know who I am I don't know how I got here Help me get back home Off these streets of which I roam Streets of which I roam I look up at the stars in the sky And hear an aweful cry I start to sprint down the street Feel the fire burn my feet I don't know where I'm going Or when I will get there The darkness makes shapes in my face I can't see this ain't fair Won't you come to my aid Please help I am afraid My mind races faster Did I maybe make a sin? I need someone to shine a light Someone please guide me through the night And help me get back home Off these streets of which I roam Streets of which I roam Streets of which I roam Streets of which I roam In the blackness my mucsles cringe Did I maybe make a sin I need someone to shine a light And guide me through the night Unaware of where I am I look around again Help me get back home Off these streets of which I roam Streets of which I roam