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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