Ludlow Street

Love is the only thing that matters
 Love is the only thing that's real
 I know we hear this every day
 It's still the hardest thing to feel
 This time
 When I go back to Ludlow Street
 I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete
 Without you there
 Another generation's parties
 And it is still the same old scene
 I can recall each morning after
 Painted in nicotine
 This time
 When I go back to Ludlow Street
 I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete
 Without you there
 All of the people I once knew
 All of the ones I was close to
 Love is the only thing that matters
 Love is the only thing that's real
 And when I think about you now
 Love is the only thing I feel
 This time
 When I go back to Ludlow Street
 I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete
 Without you there
 Tim, this time
 When I go back to Ludlow Street
 I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete
 Without you there