Street Legal (The Face of the Crowd) Songtext

And I'm fed up with the fame
Getting hid out of the rain.
I'm hung and choking on doubt.
I want out.
I want out.
Sea of vodka and beer
Dancing bodies in pairs
Scan the face of the crowd.

Is that her at the bar?
How could I have come so far
To drop my head in defeat?
Create a new fantasy?
See, she's coming to me.
Look at her calling to me
And I'm just stuck in my seat.

Dream of fear, inhibitions.
Saying all the things I wish I had said.
In a year, you'll get my admission I wrote this letter
But it never got sent.

Is that her at the bar?
How could I have come this far
To drop my head in defeat?
Create a new fantasy?
She she's coming to me
And I've begun my retreat.
I'm on the way to the street.

I'll lead her to the shoulders
Take a walk around the rim of the crowd.
Love has lost me over and over.
Wasn't looking but she found me out now.
On my knees, heat and body.
This is my freedom.
I'm back where I started.
On my knees, heat and body.