A stranger cries, screams out loud
I had my world strapped against my back
I held my hands, never knew how to act
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
Below me was a homeless man
Singing songs I knew complete
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand
His fifty years, stood where he stands
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
Walking home on those streets
The river winds move my feet
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams
They stood by me, just like moonbeams
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in, yeah
6th Avenue heartache
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in, hey
6th Avenue heartache
Look out the window, down upon that street
And gone like midnight was that man
But I see his six strings laying against that wall
And all his things, they all look so small
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star
Just like me, he just moved on
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
Now it's drawn me in
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache