On A Street Called Hope Lyrics - Singles - Cilla Black

took a room in a house of gloom 

Somewhere I could hide my soul 

There I hoped to find a way to ease my mind 

Couldn't face the gloom tomorrow 

I sat until the hours of three or four 

Thinking doesn't help but seems 

I crept to bed and cried myself to sleep once more 

Then I had the wildest dream 

(Street called Hope) in a town named Freedom 

Where each clock is pointed to the hour of love 

Upon a street called Hope at the house of Welcome 

That's where she opened the door of love 

When I awoke the following day 

Every doubt had left my mind 

My dream it taught me what the prophets say 

Those who seek will always find 

I ran down the stair and out in to the street 

Looking for the nearest phone 

We both said sorry and decided to meet 

To find ourselves a happy home 

You know we're looking for a street called Hope 

In a town name Freedom 

Where each clock is pointed to the hour of love 

Upon a street called Hope at the house of Welcome 

That's where she opened the door of love