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