The Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk along the street of sorrow -

The boulevard of broken dreams -

Where Gigolo and Gigolette -

Can take a kiss without regret -

and so forget their broken dreams.

You laugh today and cry tomorrow -

When you behold your shattered schemes -

And Gigolo and Gigolette wake up to find

their eyes are wet with tears that tell of

broken dreams.

"Here is where you'll always find me -

Always walking up and down -

But I left my soul behind me

in an old cathedral town"

The joy that you find here, you borrow -

You cannot keep it long it seems -

But Gigolo and Gigolette -

Still sing a song and dance along -

The boulevard of broken dreams.