Cold Streets I feed the fire in the night and wish the memories away; As with tears I watch the flames of departure. I still think of you and it makes it even harder; I can't remember but the good times we had. It was the love that become hate and all the wrong words were said; I never wanted this to be, but still it is. Seems like these nights are getting each time longer; Longer they are when I pass them all alone. I walk alone the cold streets. Love is gone, cold streets. Love is playing it cruel game upon my broken heart; Loneliness is my only game on these cold streets. The freezing wind from the sea blows it cold over me; The sea lies frozen in ice as do my soul. Seems like these nights are getting each time colder; Colder they are when I pass them all alone. I walk alone the cold streets. Love is gone, cold streets. Love is playing it cruel game upon my broken heart; Love is no game on these cold streets. I walk alone the cold streets. Love is gone, cold streets. Love is playing it cruel game upon my broken heart; Love from ubove is what I need on these cols streets.