When I was just sixteen - I stood waiting for a dream - At barker street bus station every night When I tried to get it on - she just looked at me with scorn - my courage Turned to dust and I took flight For those looks they seemed to say You ain't nuthin' - go away You're just a face in the crowd so I went home and I vowed I'm gonna be somebody - someday Her name was irene wilde - oh such beauty for a child When she started dating boys - I nearly died For I could not barely stand to see someone hold her hand I felt I had to crawl away and hide In my mother's living room I composed so many tunes All the same - just a frame - for her name, and just to say Gonna be somebody - someday Wild as your name I soon left that country town I been around, seen some fame, seen some ups and seen some downs Smile through your shock when you hear your name aloud It's that face in the crowd - didn't dig it - much too proud...