One Way Conversation - Taking Back Sunday

One by one
The children laugh and stare
At the boy down the road that nobody knows and nobody cares
He doesn't look like the rest of them
Cause he wont dress like the rest of them
Noone cares about the boy on nothing Street

In between the light of day
He wants more than everything
In between the light of day
To find his way out of here
(his way out of here)

A dead end conversation
Passes him right by
No one cares about his stories they call them lies
Dreams he'll find his way
Dreams of being on stage
Noone cares he's finding his way up Nothing Street

In between the light of day
He wants more than everything
In between the light of day
To find his way out of here
His way out of here
In between the light of day
He thinks he's going to make it
In between the light of day
If he could only take it

This is the time
This is the place
We all go our seperate ways
No turning back
No turning back
No turning
This is the time
This is the place
We all go our seperate ways
No turning back
No turning back
No turning
No turning
You're going to be a star someday
You're going to be a star someday
You tell me
Someday
You tell me