I woke up on Galbraith Street
   Where the houses stood like twins
   Oh and even though the door's been closed
   I can find a way to get back in
  
   For in daydreams my mind returns
   Like a ghost upon the hill
   As I knock upon old doors again
   And find my friends all live there still
  
   So many good times to speak of in a life
   But none compared to the good times I had there
  
   The world looks so much brighter when
   You believe in every word
   Now I'm holding on to all those years
   Like a tear before it falls unheard
  
   So many goodbyes to speak of in a life
   But none compared to the goodbyes I said there
  
   The sun went down on Galbraith Street
   I saw it from my childhood bed
   As the red and gold brick houses stood
   Underneath a crimson sky that bled