Intro: D5 G5 (2x) D5 G5 Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger D5 D79 G5 G5 Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn D5 G5 Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane D5 G5 D5 As I sit as though awaiting some return D5 G5 And my hands are cold tonight E5 I'm sleepless in this dark E5 A5 Forgetting what it was I came to find D5 G5 And it seems that I've been wrong E5 More than I've been right A5 A5 More than I've been right D5 G5 Mission Street calls out to me by name D5 D79 G5 G5 Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head D5 G5 Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath D5 G5 D5 Like an offering of contraband misread D5 G5 And my hands are cold tonight E5 On the strings of this guitar A5 Looking for the chords of what I've left behind D5 G5 And it seems that I've been wrong E5 More than I've been right A5 A5 More than I've been right Interlude: D5 G5 (2x) D5 G5 Mission Street is alive at every hour D5 D79 G5 G5 Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be D5 G5 A light so steady on the mountains in the distance D5 G5 A5 A solitude so deep it might awaken me D5 G5 Well my hands are cold tonight E5 But the sky is bright with stars A5 A5 And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind D5 G5 And it seems the more I'm wrong E5 The more that I am right A5 A5 The more that I am right D5 G5 Mission Street D5 G5 D5 Mission Street