If sidewalks talked
What would they say
About the sound of a soul flying away
Into the night from a wounded heart
Across the street from Central Park
Id Sidewalks talked would they say
Or would they just close their eyes and wipe the tears away?
If stones could sing layman's blues
Would the melody reach me and you
Would we understand what goes down
When a music man is spread on the ground
If stones could sing
Would we play our part
Or would we just remain prisoners of the dark?
If walls could pray, to whom would they
Cast their pleas after the blood's washed away
And would the sun still shine
On the broken glass
Do we have a right to even ask
If walls could pray
Would it be worthwhile
Lord I there truth in a wounded smile
If sideways talked
If stones could sing
If a wall could pray
Would it mean anything
If sidewalks talked ...
What would they say
About the sound of a soul flying away
Into the night from a wounded heart
Across the street from Central Park
Id Sidewalks talked would they say
Or would they just close their eyes and wipe the tears away?
If stones could sing layman's blues
Would the melody reach me and you
Would we understand what goes down
When a music man is spread on the ground
If stones could sing
Would we play our part
Or would we just remain prisoners of the dark?
If walls could pray, to whom would they
Cast their pleas after the blood's washed away
And would the sun still shine
On the broken glass
Do we have a right to even ask
If walls could pray
Would it be worthwhile
Lord I there truth in a wounded smile
If sideways talked
If stones could sing
If a wall could pray
Would it mean anything
If sidewalks talked ...