father's a lonely man in a crowded room.
he keeps to himself and he never lets anyone know.
its a part of his heritage-his father was that way too.
and mother cant understand why he died so soon.
but he's still alive-he's still got his mind-and thats all he needs-to get by.
dont wonder why.
youre gonna be jsut like them. a boy i knew was too low to tie his own shoes.
we couldnt tell him what was dirt and what was a bruise.
he's got a gun now-he's got nothing to lose.
(you live without love for too long, it might happen to you).
but now he's got a home where he's not alone, and people care-he knows theyy do-he saw his picture on the evening news.
take a look at yourself. do you like what you see?
the things that you feel arent the things you were taught to believe.
you had your inoculations as a child, so you wont go crazy-but youll never go wild-isnt that what you want?
you wanna go wild...wild...wild.
now you feel like a lonely man in a crowded room. you tell me nobody really cares-well how 'bout you?
see, theres a man with his hand on the button out there, saying,
in his life no one ever cared-so why should he care?
why? dont wonder why. youre gonna be jsut like them.
dont wonder why.
youre gonna be just like them. i'll never be just like them.
