Baker Street Rick Springfield

Winding you way down to Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You'll drink the night away
And forget about everything

This city desert makes you feel so cold
It's got so many people but its got no soul
And it's taking you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You still think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're trying, you're trying now

Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're crying you're crying now

Way down the street there's a lad in his place
He opens the door
And he's got that look on his face
And he asks you were you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anyting