What did you expect to get
From this lonely crowd
No applause
Yet you're still proud enough to sing
I've been on a down and out
Sightseeing tour
On a red bus through New York
And how do I begin to tell you
I never learned the words
To those lyrics you loved
I was just miming along
But now you know
So maybe, we shouldn't sleep alone
Am I crazy? Or don't we all deserve a home?
Where we can sit down by our trash fires
And warm our weary bones tonight
Well what did you expect to get
From this sleeping crowd
You're standing at the center point in town
They're all looking at you now
And how do you relate?
You make mistakes to illustrate
The painful ways, the awful days
The honesty waits
When will they get there
In the end?
So maybe, we shouldn't sleep alone
Am I crazy? Or don't we all deserve a home?
Where we can sit down on our couch while
We warm our weary bones tonight
Well maybe, we shouldn't sleep alone
Am I crazy? Or don't we all deserve a home?
Where we can sit down by our trash fires
And warm our weary bones tonight
Warm our weary bones tonight
What did you expect to get?
