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 nicotene 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 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