Gotta get back
Gotta figure out a way
I'm losing my senses to you
Where'd it go the bluebird i should follow
Back home? but where is home?
Guess it won't amount to much
Won't be long before i crush
I'll stand in line
Don't believe a thing they say today
Seems we all get lost amongst the pigeons and the crumbs
All alone
But i'm in a crowded room
I'm 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 i've lost my touch
I'm back in line
Don't 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