| You’ll see me walking in the streets at night | 
| Just following the sound of my lonely feet | 
| I’m relinquishing of all control | 
| My mind’s in tactical retreat | 
| I doubt you even live here still | 
| But it quickens up the pace of my heartbeat | 
| When I find myself by accident | 
| On 22nd Street | 
| All the years, since bittersweet | 
| Are chapters in a story book | 
| That still is incomplete | 
| The falling leaves will tumble to defeat | 
| But nothing’s ever changed round here | 
| On 22nd Street | 
| Every time I’m at the spot I remember | 
| 22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams | 
| A bright sunny day in November | 
| Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me | 
| To get yuh body was my goal | 
| But yuh fit perfectly ina di wifey roll | 
| Yuh have mi unda control | 
| On 22nd Street weh yuh capture mi heart and soul | 
| I have a dream that I can’t shake | 
| A dream where lonely lovers meet | 
| On the corner of the avenue | 
| And 22nd Street | 
| The street musicians start to play | 
| Their violins so sweet | 
| We can’t help ourselves but dance | 
| These steps we must complete | 
| All the years, since bittersweet | 
| Are chapters in a fairy tale | 
| That still lies incomplete | 
| The falling leaves are destined to repeat | 
| That nothing’s ever changed round here | 
| On 22nd Street | 
| Well any time I walk the spot I remember | 
| 22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams | 
| A bright sunny day in November | 
| Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me | 
| I couldn’t leave you alone | 
| Something inside told me I’m gonna make you my own | 
| I had you locked in my zone | 
| You are the queen of my life and the heir to my throne | 
| All the years, since bittersweet | 
| Are chapters in a fairy tale | 
| That still lies incomplete | 
| The falling leaves will tumble to defeat | 
| I find myself alone again | 
| On 22nd Street |