Gene Pitney A Street Called Hope song lyrics

I took a room in a house of gloom

Somewhere I could hide my soul

There I hoped to find a way to ease my mind

Couldn't face the gloom tomorrow

I sat until the hours of three or four

Thinking doesn't help but seems

I crept to bed and cried myself to sleep once more

Then I had the wildest dream

(Street called Hope) in a town named Freedom

Where each clock is pointed to the hour of love

Upon a street called Hope at the house of Welcome

That's where she opened the door of love

When I awoke the following day

Every doubt had left my mind

My dream it taught me what the prophets say

Those who seek will always find

I ran down the stair and out in to the street

Looking for the nearest phone

We both said sorry and decided to meet

To find ourselves a happy home

You know we're looking for a street called Hope

In a town name Freedom

Where each clock is pointed to the hour of love

Upon a street called Hope at the house of Welcome

That's where she opened the door of love