If you can't sleep tonight   And if a fever grips you tight   Theres a place we must explore   Open wide the door       We may be the haunted men   But we will hold our heads up when   We're walking down the street of dreams       The dead beats and the dispossesed   The seekers of unlikeliness   The beauty walks arm in arm   With the beast tomight       We may be the haunted men   But we will hold our heads up when   We're walking down the street of dreams       Down the street of dreams       We walk down the street of dreams       A thousand doorways open there   A thousand voices sweet and clear   Emotions felt with a passion   Never felt before       We may be the haunted men   But we will hold our heads up when   We're walking down the street of dreams       When you walk down the street of dreams   You gotta hold your head up high