A Lonely Crowd

I am old and you are young
I had to tame my savage tongue
But hold on
Hold on
You are fun and I am not
You took the glory from the box
But hold on
It’s time to move on
Find the truth that love
Is over now
Talk when I make you proud
In a lonely crowd become what you’ve always been
The fire’s cold but winter’s fun
We should soothe here while we can
But don’t run
Don’t run
Traffic soars and birds are stuck
From this spot the view is large
So soar on
It’s time to sore on
Find the truth that love
Is over now
Talk when I make you proud
In a lonely crowd become what you’ve always been
Speak when you make a sound
Speak when you make a sound
I am old and I am done
Don’t see a point in goin' on
Now I’ve craved my savage tongue
It’s time to move now or stand still