Dead End Street

DEAD END STREET - Written by Carroll Bryant

It's our nature

To try and be clever

And then you come along

And you take it to another level

Style!

It's just in the way of your smile

It's pointless to begin to think

That you are where it ends for me

When the heart becomes the picture

That you painted with your kisses

Then the lies become the difference

And the truth is there to see

That I'm walking down a dead end street

Yes, I'm walking down a dead end street

And my love will cast a shadow 

On the walls of make believe

As I'm walking down a dead end street

It's no wonder

A storm carries thunder 

And then you slip away

And leave the lightening and the rain

Help!

It's just in the way that you smell

It's arguably the saddest day

When hero's hold their own parade

When the hurt becomes a weapon

That is secretly denied

Then all hope becomes a smoke screen

Another chance passes you by

And you're walking down a dead end street

Yes, you're walking down a dead end street

And your love will burn forever 

On the surface of a lake

As you're walking down a dead end street

It's just not enough to know that  tomorrow is another day

It's just not the way to employ ourselves - for the pay

For the pay

Not today

When the heart becomes the picture

That you painted with your kisses

Then the lies become the teacher

And the truth is there to see

That I'm walking down a dead end street

Yes, I'm walking down a dead end street

And my love will cast a shadow 

On the walls of make believe

As I'm walking down a dead end street