Soul Scrubbing

What street is this? Why am I here? I don't recognize a thing Something's familiar I'm standing in this street But I don't know What brought me here My mind is blurred, I stop And I'm wondering how this dream is so real Sand in my stomach I hardly can breathe Unknown faces around me Buildings that I've never seen I'm hesitating Looking for someone looking at me To understand the way The direction I have to take And I meet you You say I have to move And chase my fears out Show me the way But you say go Go walking down the street I hold your hand Go walking up Go walking down This street This street is… strange Though you say it's not at all You lived somehow the same It is a journey leading somewhere A way to feed your heart Something relieving, Something you lost This street is mine too But don't take me To let me go Now I am here I say you have to move And chase your fears out You have to find your way I just say go Go walking down the street I hold your hand Go walking up Go walking down The street I'm walking down this street And you are with me, with me, with me Scrubbing my soul Scrubbing My soul My soul My soul My soul My soul You are scrubbing my soul