In the morning, cold gray dawn   Shines through my window on my bedroom walls   Even in the light it's hard to see   Why no woman's sleeping next to me      Well, I best not lose myself   'Cause then I wouldn't have nobody else   To tell the things that a dreamer dreams   When he's down and life is being mean      Take a walk down Bleeker Street   (There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)   Trampled underneath the feet of lonely      If I wasn't such a comely man   It wouldn't be so hard to understand   Why every time I find someone   I wind up reeling from her smoking gun?      It gets hard to be myself   When I've got to keep my love on the shelf   'Cause even deserts need a little rain   To end the drought and wash away the pain      Take a walk down Bleeker Street   (There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)   Trampled underneath the feet of lonely      If I wasn't such a comely man   It wouldn't be so hard to understand   I've tried so hard but I can't see   Why no one waits at home for me      Spent time watchin' falling rain   Count the droplets on my window pane   Looking for a lover in the chilly wet   Rainy days are gone I haven't found her yet      I ain't hard to satisfy   No, I never been the kind to justify   If I deserve a little misery   Well, then I guess I'd better let it be      Take a walk down Bleeker Street   (There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)   Trampled underneath the feet of lonely      Well, if I wasn't such a comely man   It wouldn't be so hard to understand   I've tried so hard but I can't see   Why no one waits at home for me?