Peter Sarstedt - Boulevard lyrics

Boulevard Lovely café home from home, Where I spend my afternoon, Hoping life will touch me soon Boulevard I wait till evening shadows fall, And then pretend to see someone, Across the road to where I run But the boulevard It knows me well It feels my sorrow It feels my need Yes the boulevard It understands Each pa**ing stranger Each change of speed Boulevard A place where people come and go, Where some of us will never show, How inwardly we seem to grow Ah but the boulevard It knows me well, It feels my sorrow It feels my need Yes the boulevard It understands Each pa**ing stranger Each change of speed, yes Boulevard Lovely café home from home, Where I spend my afternoon, Hoping life will touch me soon Boulevard