Samur Khouja - The One Who Stayed and the One Who Left lyrics

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Samur Khouja - The One Who Stayed and the One Who Left lyrics

[Verse 1] He went to visit an old, old friend And it was long, long overdue And though they stayed up very late They never talked out of turn or tune And every time they'd say goodbye Well he'd just stay another while They started from a distant place And were so happy face to face [Verse 2] The one who left wanted everything The one who stayed never wanted more It's not your choice, it's how you're built It's in a blueprint of your soul The one who left, he dropped his smile And they sat quiet for a while Then The one who stayed began to speak And in his words, he answered why [Chorus] I'm just another drop in the bucket I'm just another song on a jukebox I'm just another face in the crowd Another fish in the sea Something to being one of the many Something to being one in the ma**es Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself [Interlude] I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes, I'm much too quiet I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me Oh no, but... [Chorus] Something to being one of the many Something to being one in the ma**es Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself [Verse 3] The one who left he knew it then And he would never doubt again He loved this life, he loved his friend But he'd keep running 'til the end All words they said hovered above All of the pain, all of the love They hugged goodbye And in his room, he sang real quiet to the moon [Chorus] Something to being one of the many Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox Who get to stay awake all night And dream half of the day Something to waking up in a new town Something to singing songs to a new crowd Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself [Interlude] I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes. I'm much too quiet I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me Oh no, but... [Chorus] Something to being one of the many Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox Who get to stay awake all night And dream half of the day Then wake up in a new town Just another face in the crowd