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 the 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 the 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 in time
Gotta get it last time
Don't believe a thing they say today
Turn around and walk away
Everyghint 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