| Song | Christopher Street |
| Artist | Brian Kennedy |
| Album | Live in Belfast |
| Christopher Street was busy tonight | |
| When I made my way back home | |
| One of these nights I'll turn on the | |
| Light like that taxi by the payphone | |
| Well I've been here a week but it feels | |
| Like more and God knows how | |
| Long I'll last | |
| I picked up the mail from the | |
| Hallway floor and I'm finally | |
| Making peace with the past | |
| Most of my friends are busy tonight | |
| Just getting their kids upstairs | |
| How did our lives change so fast | |
| You just never know what's up | |
| The road ahead | |
| Sheridan Square was crazy today | |
| When I took the train uptown | |
| It started to snow but I just didn't care | |
| 'Cause I never dreamed I'd be | |
| Broadway bound | |
| Now Christopher Street has | |
| Quietened down | |
| Seems even New York needs | |
| To sleep sometimes | |
| One of these nights when I turn | |
| Out the lights | |
| I'll find you waiting to love me | |
| One of these nights when | |
| I put out the lights | |
| I'll thank the stars up above me.. | |
| On Christopher Street |
| Christopher Street was busy tonight | |
| When I made my way back home | |
| One of these nights I' ll turn on the | |
| Light like that taxi by the payphone | |
| Well I' ve been here a week but it feels | |
| Like more and God knows how | |
| Long I' ll last | |
| I picked up the mail from the | |
| Hallway floor and I' m finally | |
| Making peace with the past | |
| Most of my friends are busy tonight | |
| Just getting their kids upstairs | |
| How did our lives change so fast | |
| You just never know what' s up | |
| The road ahead | |
| Sheridan Square was crazy today | |
| When I took the train uptown | |
| It started to snow but I just didn' t care | |
| ' Cause I never dreamed I' d be | |
| Broadway bound | |
| Now Christopher Street has | |
| Quietened down | |
| Seems even New York needs | |
| To sleep sometimes | |
| One of these nights when I turn | |
| Out the lights | |
| I' ll find you waiting to love me | |
| One of these nights when | |
| I put out the lights | |
| I' ll thank the stars up above me.. | |
| On Christopher Street |