Hope on the Main Street
Kirill Kronrod
May 2nd, 2005; mod. 5/5/05
She's got a tiny apartment off the downtown strip
She knows every little soul that walks down the street
She's got a little tied-up with the bills and rent
And her little Chevrolet still collecting dents
On the corner ballerinas twisting little girl's dance
She's looking down the window, like she's givin' em a chance
Things to do on a Saturday night,
It's a little bit tight, but I guess it's all right
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Sunday morning blasting down the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
God just wished for a moment that he could've create
These amazing lines that were drawn on faith
Maroon blouses and some snow-white laces
Supposed to bring down to the knees these damn places
And wrinkles on the forehead imprint her with pride
One smile that just breathes her soul un-tied
And lightness in the air lingers amazing grace
When she's looking in the mirror, dark eyes glowing on her face
Things to do on a Saturday night,
It's a little bit tight, but I guess it's all right
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Sunday morning blasting down the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
God just wished for a moment that he could've create
These amazing lines that were drawn on faith
Solo (Ashot / Russ)
Night is falling fast, gives a little time to think
And routine's takin' over, a dirty plate in a sink
And mirages melt, with bitter scent in the air
She's brave enough to tell herself that she's not even scared
To start another day, with a smile on her face
To break down and start anew, running strictly on faith
Things to do on a Saturday night,
It's a little bit tight, but I guess it's all right
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
Sunday morning blasting down the Main Street
Hope's waking up on the Main Street
God just wished for a moment that he could've create
These amazing lines that were drawn on faith
Solo (Russ)
© Kirill Kronrod, 2005
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