Crowded rooms filled with lonely lives
fancy talk in perfumed air
rich men laugh poor men cry
someone sings a lullaby.
...
Come alive my love
and live your life.
Open your eyes
and take my hand
...
Crowded Rooms.
Crowded rooms filled with lonely lives
fancy talk in perfumed air
rich men laugh poor men cry
someone sings a lullaby.
Too much food too much wine
starving children left behind
all those plans gone to waste
someone sings a lullaby.
Shake my hand and say goodbye
let your eyes search the sky
thoughts return into your head
someone sings a lullaby.
Crowded rooms filled with lonely lives
the vacant stare of men apart
nobody near to wipe a tear
someone sings a lullaby.