Does it hurt that much to love?
I sing myself a lullaby
To take me through the darkest night
Does it hurt to love that much?
I have found and I have lost
Everything I ever wanted in you.

A face in the crowd
Such a pretty one
A face in the crowd
Oh my little one
A face in the crowd
I have lost you now.

So was he the better man?
Did he sing you lullabies
To take you through the starry skies above?
Wipe the blackspots from your hands?
As the night falls into day
I wish you could've stayed that way

A face in the crowd
Such a pretty one
A face in the crowd
Oh my little love
A face in the crowd
I have lost you now

Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town

You were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street walking around
A face in the crowd

Out of a dream, out of the sky
Into my heart, into my life

And you were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street, thinking out loud
A face in the crowd

Out of a dream, out of the sky
Into my heart, into my life

And you were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street walking around
A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town

You were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street walking around
A face in the crowd

Out of a dream, out of the sky
Into my heart, into my life

And you were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street, thinking out loud
A face in the crowd

Out of a dream, out of the sky
Into my heart, into my life

And you were just a face in the crowd
You were just a face in the crowd
Out in the street walking around
A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

A face in the crowd

Before all of this ever went down
in another place, another town,
you were just a face in
the crowd
out in the street walking around
A face in the crowd

Out of a dream,
out of the sky
into my heart, into my life

And you were just a face in the
crowd
out in the street, thinking out loud
A face in the crowd

Our Star doesn't know who he is any
more. Is he the starmaker, the image
maker, looking for material or is he
just plain boring little Norman after
all? Perhaps he should accept that he
is a plain ordinary bloke and not try to
be something he is not.

(A) Face In The Crowd

I've got to stop faking it,
I've got to start facing it,
I'm going to take my final bow
Then I'm going to take my place in the crowd.
I know I'll get used to it,
I've got to stop acting like a clown.

I've gotta start facing up to what I really am.
I've got to realise l'm just an ordinary man.
I think that I'll just settle down
And take my place in the crowd.
I don't want to lie to myself any more.

Am I just a face in the crowd, is that all I'll ever be?
Don't want to be anything that isn't really me.
Mister, can you tell me who I am?
Do you think I stand out
Or am I just a face in the crowd?