(ian hunter)



When I was just sixteen - I stood waiting for a dream -

At barker street bus station every night

When I tried to get it on - she just looked at me with scorn - my courage

Turned to dust and I took flight



For those looks they seemed to say

You ain't nuthin' - go away

You're just a face in the crowd so I went home and I vowed

I'm gonna be somebody - someday



Her name was irene wilde - oh such beauty for a child

When she started dating boys - I nearly died

For I could not barely stand to see someone hold her hand

I felt I had to crawl away and hide

In my mother's living room I composed so many tunes

All the same - just a frame - for her nameand just to say

Gonna be somebody - someday



Wild as your name I soon left that country town

I been aroundseen some fameseen some ups and seen some downs

Smile through your shock when you hear your name aloud

It's that face in the crowd - didn't dig it - much too proud...



When I was just sixteen I stood waiting for a dream

A barker street bus station non affair

At the time it seemed so sadbut it did not turn out bad

If you hadn't messed me up I'd still be there

And I think most folks agreea little put-down makes them see

They ain't no chain - just a link and that's why you made me think

Gonna be somebody - be somebody - be somebody - someday