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 won't 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.



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