Key: A
Introduction: A D G D G D
A
He went to visit an old, old friend
D G D
And it was long, long overdue
A
And though they stayed up very late
D G D
They never talked out of turn or tune
A A7
And every time they'd say goodbye
D G D
Well he'd just stay another while
A
They started from a distant place
D G D
And were so happy face to face
A
The one who left wanted everything
D
The one who stayed never wanted more
A
It's not your choice, it's how you're built
D
It's in a blueprint of your soul
A A7
The one who left, he dropped his smile
D G D
And they sat quiet for a while
A A7
Then the one who stayed began to speak
D G D
And in his words, he answered why
D Gm
I'm just another drop in the bucket
D Bm
I'm just another song on a jukebox
A G
I'm just another face in the crowd
A D
Another fish in the sea
D Gm
Something to being one of the many
D Bm
Something to being one in the masses
A G
Something to being surrounded by others
A D
And not alone by yourself
Interlude
E A D
I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes, I'm much too quiet
E A
I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me
D Em
Oh no, but...
D Gm
Something to being one of the many
D Bm
Something to being one in the masses
A G
Something to being surrounded by others
A D
And not alone by yourself
A
The one who left he knew it then
D G D
And he would never doubt again
A
He loved this life, he loved his friend
D
But he'd keep running 'til the end
A
All words they said hovered above
D G D
All of the pain, all of the love
A
They hugged goodbye
D G D
And in his room, he sang real quiet to the moon
D Gm
Something to being one of the many
D Bm
Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
A G
Who get to stay awake all night
A D
And dream half of the day
D Gm
Something to waking up in a new town
D Bm
Something to singing songs to a new crowd
A G
Something to being surrounded by others
A D
And not alone by yourself
Interlude
E A D
I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes, I'm much too quiet
E A
I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me
Em D Em
Oh no, but...
D Gm
Something to being one of the many
D Bm
Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
A G
Who get to stay awake all night
A D
And dream half of the day
G A Bm
Then wake up in a new town
G A D
Just another face in the crowd