I woke up on Galbraith Street   Where the houses stood like twins   Oh and even though the door's been closed   I can find a way to get back in       For in daydreams my mind returns   Like a ghost upon the hill   As I knock upon old doors again   And find my friends all live there still      So many good times to speak of in a life   But none compared to the good times I had there      The world looks so much brighter when   You believe in every word   Now I'm holding on to all those years    Like a tear before it falls unheard      So many goodbyes to speak of in a life   But none compared to the goodbyes I said there      The sun went down on Galbraith Street   I saw it from my childhood bed   As the red and gold brick houses stood   Underneath a crimson sky that bled