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 ‘Til morning, then you color 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
Gotta get it in time Gotta get it last time
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
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