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 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

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