Texty: Oingo Boingo. Heard Somebody Cry.
I thought I heard somebody cry
I thought I heard somebody cry
I went to see what I could find
Like flowers in the dead of night
Like shadows in the moonlight
I thought I heard somebody cry
A choir with a single voice, a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect, to pick up all your thoughts
It isn't true, I am not the ghost without a soul
Come, listen to my heart, you feel the beat
Stop, listen to the sound of moving feet
Walk through the halls at night when I'm asleep
I don't believe, I don't believe
The shoe is on the other foot, the glove is on the fist
The first is like a cannonball but it feels like a kiss
I got a bed that's real soft, in a room that's always sad
I thought I heard a window sigh, I thought I heard somebody cry
It isn't true, I am not the ghost without a soul
Come, listen to my heart, you feel the beat
Stop, listen to the sound of moving feet
Walk through the halls at night when I'm asleep
I don't believe, I don't believe
A choir with a single voice, a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect, to pick up all your thoughts
I sip the running water, like rivers from your eyes
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry, I thought I'd go and see
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be me
I thought I heard somebody cry
I went to see what I could find
Like flowers in the dead of night
Like shadows in the moonlight
I thought I heard somebody cry
A choir with a single voice, a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect, to pick up all your thoughts
It isn't true, I am not the ghost without a soul
Come, listen to my heart, you feel the beat
Stop, listen to the sound of moving feet
Walk through the halls at night when I'm asleep
I don't believe, I don't believe
The shoe is on the other foot, the glove is on the fist
The first is like a cannonball but it feels like a kiss
I got a bed that's real soft, in a room that's always sad
I thought I heard a window sigh, I thought I heard somebody cry
It isn't true, I am not the ghost without a soul
Come, listen to my heart, you feel the beat
Stop, listen to the sound of moving feet
Walk through the halls at night when I'm asleep
I don't believe, I don't believe
A choir with a single voice, a picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect, to pick up all your thoughts
I sip the running water, like rivers from your eyes
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be lost
I thought I heard somebody cry, I thought I'd go and see
I thought I heard somebody cry, somebody might be me