New York City, 1988
standing in the Chelsea rain
with a small suitcase

I used to walk invisible
and the only time I felt recognized
was when I saw myself reflected

in your loving eyes
now I'm looking for a piece of my past
on these streets that I once knew butâ?¦


Hey hey, you can't go back
hey hey, you can't go back


Now I used to have the kind of luck
that went from bad to worse

a gypsy on the waterfront
she told me I was cursed
she said no one's young forever

well I just laughed
I turned to leave around the corner
and the years went past

now I'm looking for a piece of myself
on the same streets that I once knew butâ?¦


Hey hey, you can't go back
hey hey, you can't go back


How can everything look so different
how can everything look so the same
thru an open window I hear a record playing

â??Who will stop the rainâ?
Now there's a river
of faces in the tide of rise and fall

do they wonder where we have gone
do they think of us at all
will they recognize us now

in those perfect clothes and gowns
do they wonder what we're doing here
on this side of town


Hey hey, you can't go back
hey hey, you can't go back