A west side run through 

one string away from taking the lead 

we stalked the streets at night, 

to live,to fear,to breath 


Bring back those days of gold, 

when the torch was ours to bear 

A troubled youth for some, 

for us a crown to wear 


Chorus- 


I see a time,a santity of brothers 

we knew another world 


A west side horror 

a torch burned out before his own time 

we closed our eyes at night, 

to hurt,to hear,to breath 


Bring us back to the days 

bring us back to the ages of innosence 

our time to live forever 

our worlds will meet again