A whisper of a diamond cuts into the crowd
When that money talks I think it's too loud
I'm not a carpenter but I know a line
I wouldn't draw one 'cause I'm not that kind
But I'll, I'll take you home
I'll take you home
Don't walk alone
Some men are boys, they make the same mistakes
And they try to hide it all behind that little boy's face
With a new set of eyes you surely will see
The same old boy I used to be
I have been watching you all the night through
The rough hands of the others and what they will do
I've not been drinking, my eyes got it right
I'll stay that way till you're out of sight
