The Same Street

Written by Don Gibson.

I still live on the same street,that we lived on.
The same old street,where memories were made on.

I shouldn??t stay,why don??t I go?.
Each day hurts a little more.

It won??t be the same street anymore, since you??ve gone.
It won??t be the same street anymore.

Each day I walk alone,where we once walked before.
See all familiar places, where we talked before.

But I can??t run,from memories.
They??re mine and they belong to me.

It won??t be the same street anymore.since you??ve gone.
It won??t be the same street anymore.