These Streets - Paolo Nutini

This next song is uhm is about when I moved from Paisley to London

It’s just a bit of change a big difference between them both, it’s called these

streets you know

Cross the border, into the big bad world

Where it takes you 'bout an hour just to cross the road

Just to stumble across another poor old soul

From the dreary old lanes to the high-street madness

I fight with my brain to believe my eyes

And it’s harder than you think to believe this sadness

That creeps up my spine and haunts me through the night

Life is good and the girls are gorgeous

Suddenly the air smells much greener now

And I’m wondering around with a half pack of cigarettes

Searching for the change that I’ve lost somehow

These streets have too many names for me

I’m used to Glen Field road

And spending my time down in Orchy

I’ll get used to this eventually I know, I know

Where’d the days go?

When all we did was play

And the stress that we were under wasn’t stress at all

Just a run and a jump into a harmless fall

From walking by a high-rise to a landmark square

You see millions of people with millions of cares

And I struggle to the train to make my way home

I look at the people as they sit there alone

Life is good and the sun is shining

Everybody flirts to their ideal place

And the children all smile as a boat shuffled by them

Trying to pretend that they’ve got some space

These streets have too many names for me

I’m used to Glen Field road

And spending my time down in Orchy

I’ll get used to this eventually I know, I know

Life is good and the girls are gorgeous

Suddenly the air smells much greener now

And I’m wondering around with a half pack of cigarettes

Searching for the change that I’ve lost somehow

These streets have too many names for me

I’m used to Glen Field road

And spending my time down in Orchy

I’ll get used to this eventually I know, I know

Cause you keep telling me so