So Many Faces
In this city there are
So many faces you can go insane
I'm still so lonely I'm about to faint
And I don't faint easily
Absurdities that give my head the freeze
So crowded, still I'm on my own
I didn't know I could be so alone
I'm on my own in here
I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around
And I know that she knows
This here is all concrete and I miss my little town
And I know that she knows
I'm sorry but these are
Twists of a mind in social frost
Just give me seven seconds to gather my thoughts
It seems we're dealing solely with a social consciousness
I got no other shoulder to cry on but my own
No other but my own
Please won't you bring me back home
I miss my home
I got the big city blues I don't wanna stick around
And I know that she knows (she knows)
This here is all concrete and I miss my little town
And I know that she knows
It takes so many faces to fill me up
I'm way past the brim of this here cup
Ain't got noone to talk to, noone to hear me out
noone to do nothing but to be there
I got the big city blues
I miss the houses, miss the streets
I miss all the people that greet me with a smile
Autor(es): Anders Engen, Audun Erlien, David Wallumrød, Jarle Bernhoft
