Keep on moving between the lines Keep on walking time after time Don't nothing get to you to make you want to scream? If you won't try, that's fine, cause you won't hear a thing
Whoa ohh, whoa ohh I want to hear a crescendo
On the tourists, you can hear the voices What goes on the road, it's really noises You need a five star holiday on the coast of Spain I need five thousand voices again, and again Again, and again
Whoa ohh, whoa ohh I want to hear a crescendo
Crescendo Crescendo Crescendo Crescendo
I saw you out there the other night So much silence, it gave me a fright You look so lost and trapped surrounded on those sides I just had to laugh; I really wanted to die