Step into the crowded room And there is no one who cares. It’s only me, playing the fool My own ideas have bored me so much Do what you’re supposed to do Save something for the bad day. It’s gonna happen with you I think I won’t be missing the touch
And I won’t come back And I can’t pretend
Talk to anybody else. I see no reason to stay and as usual my try fails And so that is why it brings me down. Sad, but I have no offence That’s how the time’s passing by. That’s why I am going hence I’m thinking about leaving this town
And I won’t come back And I can’t pretend
I’m doing what I can but it is never enough And I feel low. Why it is so? I do not understand why everything’s should be tough And that’s all