Settled on that blood red carpet. Everything I ever wanted. Wonder if I'll wake up As you put on your makeup And I sing songs about you from the bedroom. Little and first verse started. Different from the ones that carved it. Fingers crossed, and toes, but I won't get my hopes up. Just stick with what I know and what I've been through. What if I'm a lost little face in the crowd? What if I don't often enough work it out? Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Can you hear the crowd go... Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Now I know it feels like home. Through all the crazy things that happened I've been working like a mad man. I could use a rest though, I just want to save those Hours up and use them when I need you. What if I'm a lost little face in the crowd? What if I don't often enough work it out? What if I don't want this, But it's moving so fast I can't slow down. Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Can you hear the crowd go... Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Now I know it feels like home. Lost in treble, beat, bass, tone. Thought that I had lost it But I found it rusted, Cleaned it up and brought it home. For all the weight I carry on my shoulders, It's dragging me back down to earth... Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Can you hear the crowd go... Whoa-o-oh Whoa-o-oh Now I know it feels like home. Lost in treble, beat, bass, tone. Thought that I had lost it But I found it rusted, Cleaned it up and brought it home.