PUBLIC MARKS from tadeufilippini with tags street & letras

Theres a moon over bourbon street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight Ive no choice but to follow that call The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all I pray everyday to be strong For I know what I do must be wrong Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street It was many years ago that I became what I am I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb Now I can only show my face at noon And youll only see me walking by the light of the moon The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast Ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street She walks everyday through the streets of new orleans Shes innocent and young from a family of means I have stood many times outside her window at night To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light How could I be this way when I pray to God above I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street