So Many Faces

In this city, there are so many faces you can go insane

I'm still so lonely, I'm about about to faint

And I don't faint easily

Absurdities give my head the freeze

So crowded, still I'm on my own

I'm on my own

I didn't know I could be so alone

I'm on my own in here, I

I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around

And I know that she knows

This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town

And I know that she knows

She knows

I'm sorry, but these are twists of a mind in a 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, oh

I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around

And I know that she knows

This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town

And I know that she knows

She knows

It takes so many faces to fill me up

I'm way past the brim of this here cup

Ain't got no one to talk to, no one to hear me out

Don't wanna do nothing but to be there

I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around

And I know that she knows

This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town

And I know that she knows

She knows

I miss the houses, I miss the street

I miss all the people that greet me with a smile.