Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues

Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues

Lyrics

Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues
[Intro]
Oh, it’s me again, feeling out of place,
Staring at the crowd, but they don’t see my face.
[Verse 1]
I stand at the bar, drink in my hand,
Women laughing hard, but they don't understand.
I shift to the left, catch a glimpse of a smile,
But turn and they look away, don’t stay for a while.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every step I take, every move I make,
They turn their heads away like a chain reaction break.
I’m spinning in circles, just trying to find,
A moment where their eyes will be aligned.
[Chorus]
I got the Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues,
No matter where I go, they just won’t choose.
Got the vibe of the lonely, the king of the missed,
A radar for rejection, can’t find a twist.
[Verse 2]
I venture to the dance floor, let my spirit fly,
With a rhythm in my heart, just trying to catch their eye.
I sway to the beat, create my own glow,
But they’re lost in the spark of a guy in the front row.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every glance I steal, every laugh I chase,
It feels like a game I’ll never embrace.
I’m an art in the gallery, they walk right by,
Invisible walls close in, beneath the night sky.
[Chorus]
I got the Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues,
No matter where I go, they just won’t choose.
Got the vibe of the lonely, the king of the missed,
A radar for rejection, can’t find a twist.
[Bridge]
Hey now, don’t you see me standing here?
With a heart full of hope, maybe I’ll disappear.
The lights cast their shimmer, but I’m feeling dim,
Trying to read the crowd, living on a whim.
[Verse 3]
I sat on the ledge, watched the world turn,
While love was a fire, I waited to burn.
Caught in a loop, but I’m moving on through,
Feelings felt heavy, but I still look for you.
[Chorus]
I got the Wherever I'm Standing They're Looking The Other Way Blues,
No matter where I go, they just won’t choose.
Got the vibe of the lonely, the king of the missed,
A radar for rejection, can’t find a twist.
[Outro]
So here’s to the nights when the dance floor’s mine,
Where the spotlight hits hard, but the echoes entwine.
I’ll take the blues and make melodies turn,
For every glance I miss, it’s a lesson I’ll learn.