noises coming from my street bless my body dress my feet for i have promises to keep and miles to go before i sleep and miles to go before i sleep i m not scared to be alone even now i hold my own and everything that s west of home singing oh so you think you know way out i know there s purpose and people my people desert it when nothing ever stays the same it s hard to tell who s on your side the television screams your name why don t you go outside for once oh and if i am your only one and you need me back in brooklyn i will come