The Crowd

I go out with the crowd, I play the game Pretending out loud but it don't seem the same For the heart of the crowd is gone from sight My part of the crowd is not with me tonight I remember the prom, every dance with you All the crazy things that we used to do Sometimes we'd wait for a chance And then we'd steal away From the crowd and the dance to our hideaway Aww, but you're gone and it's not the same old game I fall apart each time I hear your name Guess I'll go along with the crowd, I'll make believe That you'll come back to me, run back to me Hurry back to the crowd a-and me. --- The Crowd - Roy Orbison