and by the light of the desk lamp
i sat alone with my paper and crayons
trying to draw the things i saw in my head
and by the sound of the crickets
through windows of darkness
i tried to fit the moon in my mouth
in my mouth...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
taking a look at myself
and i wonder what i'll think then
and i hope i'll be ok
and i finally reach the day
when everybody sings my song
when everybody sings my song
when i show you my soul
by the skin of my teeth
i got a break around seventeen
and suddenly everyones acting so differently to me
and by the bus i call my home
i've seen more miles then i'll ever know
trying to be some kind of rock and roll hero
rock and roll hero...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
taking a look at myself
and i know i'm still thinking
and i know i feel ok
now that i've reached the day
and everybody's singing my song
and everybody's singing my song
and i show you my soul
and by the clock i live
thought i had so much more to give
it all came to an end somehow
but i made it the best i can
even became a family man
with nothing but gold records on my wall
on my wall
they're on my wall...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
take a look back at myself
and i wonder what i was thinking
and i although it turned out
i will always miss the day
when everybody sang my song
when everybody sang my song
when i showed you my soul
i sat alone with my paper and crayons
trying to draw the things i saw in my head
and by the sound of the crickets
through windows of darkness
i tried to fit the moon in my mouth
in my mouth...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
taking a look at myself
and i wonder what i'll think then
and i hope i'll be ok
and i finally reach the day
when everybody sings my song
when everybody sings my song
when i show you my soul
by the skin of my teeth
i got a break around seventeen
and suddenly everyones acting so differently to me
and by the bus i call my home
i've seen more miles then i'll ever know
trying to be some kind of rock and roll hero
rock and roll hero...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
taking a look at myself
and i know i'm still thinking
and i know i feel ok
now that i've reached the day
and everybody's singing my song
and everybody's singing my song
and i show you my soul
and by the clock i live
thought i had so much more to give
it all came to an end somehow
but i made it the best i can
even became a family man
with nothing but gold records on my wall
on my wall
they're on my wall...
sometimes when i'm alone
and out of view of my own
i pretend i'm someone else
take a look back at myself
and i wonder what i was thinking
and i although it turned out
i will always miss the day
when everybody sang my song
when everybody sang my song
when i showed you my soul