Gotta get back
Gotta figure out a way
Im losing - my senses to you
Whered it go , the bluebird I should follow
Back home? but where is home?
Guess it wont amount to much
Wont be long before I crush
Ill stand in line

Dont believe a thing they say , today
Seems we all get lost amongst the pigeons and the crumbs

All alone
But Im in a crowded room
Im sinking , in quicksand tonight
You pick me up , and I shine across the sky till morning , then you
Colour me in
Guess it wont amount
To much
Seems to me Ive lost my touch
Im back in line

Dont believe a thing they say today
Turn around and walk away
Everything will go your way , I pray
Seems we all get lost amongst the pigeons and the crumbs