The Crowd

I go out with the crowd, I play the game

Pretending out loud but it don't seem the same

For the heart of the crowd is gone from sight

And my part of the crowd is not with me tonight.

I remember the times, each dance with you

All those crazy things that we used to do

Sometimes we'd wait for the dance and then steal away

From the crowd and the dance till I hide away.

Oh, but you're gone and it's not the same old game

I fall apart everytime I hear your name

I'll go on with the crowd of make believe

Till you come back to me.

Run back to me

Hurry back to the crowd and me...