You always think you're one of the people
You always think you're one of the crowd
But when you've lost yourself and the people
Tell me... who'll be left around?
You never think what you feel
You never feel what you mean
You spend your life repeating
Things you've seen on TV
And hear on the radio
If it's a dare then you've got to do it!
If it's a dare then you've got to try
You'll never be able to see through it
And you will never ask why
You'll only think of me when you're down
You don't think of me anymore
You've always got the crowd
I see through you
I see through
So go ahead march little soldier
Follow them!
Follow them to the hollow tree
Maybe when you're alone...
Maybe then you'll remember me
You'll remember me
Maybe you'll remember me