| Lyrics: | Now it's complete,
Ravel is in the rain
standing in my dream street.
I'd like to
meet
Ravel in New Orleans,
hold out my hand to his.
I was warned, now I'm old,
still
searching for what I'm told
Is gone, is God, is not.
Don't try to leave,
I've tried so
many times.
The street is named desire.
(solo)
I was warned, now I'm old
still
searching for what I'm told
Is gone, is God, is not.
I was warned, now I'm old
still
searching for what I'm told
Is gone, is God, is not.
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