A Lonely Crowd

I am old and you are young

I had to tame my savage tongue

But hold on

Hold on

You are fun and I am not

You took the glory from the box

But hold on

It's time to move on

Find the truth that love

Is over now

Talk when I make you proud

In a lonely crowd become what you've always been

The fire's cold but winter's fun

We should soothe here while we can

But don't run

Don't run

Traffic soars and birds are stuck

From this spot the view is large

So soar on

It's time to sore on

Find the truth that love

Is over now

Talk when I make you proud

In a lonely crowd become what you've always been

Speak when you make a sound

Speak when you make a sound

I am old and I am done

Don't see a point in goin' on

Now I've craved my savage tongue

It's time to move now or stand still