The boy's gone.
The boy's gone home.
The boy's gone.
The boy's gone home.
What will happen to a face in the
Crowd when it finally gets too crowded?
And what will happen to the origins of
Sound after all the sounds have sounded?
Well I hope I never have to see that day
But by God I know it's headed our way
So I better be happy now that
The boy's going home.
The boy's gone home.
And what becomes of a day for
Please be happy now.
Because you say that this, this is something else (alright)
I say that this, this is something else (well alright)
