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 color me in guess it didn´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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