| Song | Downtown |
| Artist | John Waite |
| Album | Downtown: Journey of a Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:J.Waite/G.Burtnick Music:J.Waite/G.Burtnick | |
| I wait for sundown on the fire escape | |
| And watch the passing cars downstairs | |
| I'm high above Korean groceries | |
| A sublet castle in the air | |
| It's down to cigarettes and rosaries | |
| Christ, I wish someone would call me | |
| Johnny Thunders on the radio | |
| Ah but "you can't put your arms | |
| Around a memory" | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need is to feel connected now | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| I sang that song for free | |
| Now someone else sounds like me | |
| As I make my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| See the old men on the Bowery | |
| Take the night train to the stars | |
| You can find me in the usual place | |
| Inside the Temple Bar | |
| I hear that Sally's got a gift for me | |
| I hear she found it on St. Mark's | |
| These days they all just talk like poetry | |
| And shoot their mouths off shooting sparks | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need now is to feel connected | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| Way back in eighty-three | |
| Number one | |
| High as a kite | |
| As I made my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| They've got paper cups for charity | |
| Kools, pills and broken teeth, and dope | |
| But I'll take another dry martini | |
| And a chance on hope | |
| And now someone else waits for me | |
| And I got to get downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| I'm going way downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| I'm gonna see the man | |
| I'm going way downtown | |
| See the man | |
| Going down yeah | |
| I'm gonna see the man | |
| Going downtown | |
| Do you remember me |
| Lyrics: J. Waite G. Burtnick Music: J. Waite G. Burtnick | |
| I wait for sundown on the fire escape | |
| And watch the passing cars downstairs | |
| I' m high above Korean groceries | |
| A sublet castle in the air | |
| It' s down to cigarettes and rosaries | |
| Christ, I wish someone would call me | |
| Johnny Thunders on the radio | |
| Ah but " you can' t put your arms | |
| Around a memory" | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need is to feel connected now | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| I sang that song for free | |
| Now someone else sounds like me | |
| As I make my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| See the old men on the Bowery | |
| Take the night train to the stars | |
| You can find me in the usual place | |
| Inside the Temple Bar | |
| I hear that Sally' s got a gift for me | |
| I hear she found it on St. Mark' s | |
| These days they all just talk like poetry | |
| And shoot their mouths off shooting sparks | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need now is to feel connected | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| Way back in eightythree | |
| Number one | |
| High as a kite | |
| As I made my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| They' ve got paper cups for charity | |
| Kools, pills and broken teeth, and dope | |
| But I' ll take another dry martini | |
| And a chance on hope | |
| And now someone else waits for me | |
| And I got to get downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| I' m going way downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| I' m gonna see the man | |
| I' m going way downtown | |
| See the man | |
| Going down yeah | |
| I' m gonna see the man | |
| Going downtown | |
| Do you remember me |
| Lyrics: J. Waite G. Burtnick Music: J. Waite G. Burtnick | |
| I wait for sundown on the fire escape | |
| And watch the passing cars downstairs | |
| I' m high above Korean groceries | |
| A sublet castle in the air | |
| It' s down to cigarettes and rosaries | |
| Christ, I wish someone would call me | |
| Johnny Thunders on the radio | |
| Ah but " you can' t put your arms | |
| Around a memory" | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need is to feel connected now | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| I sang that song for free | |
| Now someone else sounds like me | |
| As I make my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| See the old men on the Bowery | |
| Take the night train to the stars | |
| You can find me in the usual place | |
| Inside the Temple Bar | |
| I hear that Sally' s got a gift for me | |
| I hear she found it on St. Mark' s | |
| These days they all just talk like poetry | |
| And shoot their mouths off shooting sparks | |
| Maybe I could find a better way | |
| But all I need now is to feel connected | |
| Do you remember me | |
| I sang that song you like | |
| Way back in eightythree | |
| Number one | |
| High as a kite | |
| As I made my way downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| They' ve got paper cups for charity | |
| Kools, pills and broken teeth, and dope | |
| But I' ll take another dry martini | |
| And a chance on hope | |
| And now someone else waits for me | |
| And I got to get downtown | |
| Downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| Downtown | |
| I' m going way downtown | |
| Oh yeah | |
| I' m gonna see the man | |
| I' m going way downtown | |
| See the man | |
| Going down yeah | |
| I' m gonna see the man | |
| Going downtown | |
| Do you remember me |