Lyrics:

Broken streets, dirty pavements
Your pretty shoes are dancing in the rain
Careful 'cross this ghetto wasteland
Past the boys who sing
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing

In the subway they abuse you
Hands that touch but hands that cannot feel
Deep inside your private heaven
Everyone knows
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing

Nature made you, nature bore you
Somewhat different, different from the rest
Feel this world of toil and trouble
Laying heavy, so heavy on your breast
So heavy on your breast

Racing, rushing through the darkness
Find the light, the light that leads you home