These Streets Are Still Home To Me

I like it when you cry, 
you can see how much you care. 
addiction fills the streets, 
well these streets are still home to me 

if this was easy what a way we degrade 
temptation and angels we are meant to fade 

i dont believe in fate and i dont believe in god 
but i do believe in love and i believe in what we have 

if this is easy what a way we degrade 
temptation and angels we are meant to fade 

if this is easy what a way we degrade 
welcome home friend there is light in the shade