Verse
I can hear them talking, but no one knows my name
They tell me what I'm lacking, says I should chase their fame
But I don't care at all
I don't mind my faults
The roads I walk are cracking
I rest where I can lay
I paid my dues by busking
I'm always on my way
Just tell me where to go
Tell me where to go
Pre-Chorus
They keep running and I keep crumbling down down down
all the things I thought I wanted they mean nothing, it means nothing at all now
If I had it all, I don't think that I would care at all
CHORUS
Backs keep turning
I keep running my one man band
and I've been singing to this world with no one listening
and I never wanted more than that
So if you take me to the start
I would never sell my heart
I would trail up my own way
I would spit on their parade
and I will go
until there's no place to go
Verse
'Cause I can hear them singing with no piece of heart at all
The crowd gets what they paid for but I always wanted more
I always wanted more
I still want it all
And I don't even care that they'll never know my name
I can hear them talking, talking about the fame
but I don't care at all
I don't mind my faults
CHORUS
Backs keep turning
I keep running my one man band
and I've been singing to this world with no one listening
and I never wanted more than that
So if you take me to the start,
I would never sell my heart
I would trail up my own way
I would spit on their parade
and I will go
until there's no place to go
Artist: Cross Record
Artist: Mason Jennings
Artist: Dinah Washington