Here on the streets where I was raised

The sun hides behind clouds all day

And people live their humdrum lives and I can't understand

How they leave their cares behind, so sure and certain

Somewhere there must be someone

Doesn't laugh or point or think it's strange

That life is love and summer days

Here where the drunken bells just ring

There is something real missing

And when I hear them laugh I say the joke's on them

But once I'd like to share a joke

With someone who might understand

That somewhere there might be someone

Doesn't laugh and point, and think it's strange

That life is love and summer days

How you could say I'm happy here

I might say happiness is near

But I'll confess with honesty if someone can confirm

That somewhere there might be someone

Doesn't laugh and point, or think it's strange

That life is love and summer days

That somewhere there might be someone

Doesn't laugh and point, and think it's strange

That life is love and summer days

And things might get better

And things must get better

And things might get better

And things will get better