when i was just sixteen i stood waiting for a dream a barker street bus station non affair when i tried to get it on she just looked at me with scorn my courage turned to dust and i took flight for those looks they seemed to say you ain t nothing go away you re just a face in the crowd so i went home and i vowed i m gonna be somebody someday her name was irene wilde oh such beauty for a child she started dating boys i nearly died for i could not barely stand seeing someone hold her hand i felt i had to run away and hide in my mother s sitting room composed so many tunes all the same just for fame for her name and just to say gonna be somebody someday wilde is your name i soon left that country town i been around i had some ups i seen some fame i ve had some downs smiled at your shock to hear your name aloud it s just that face in the crowd i didn t dig it much too proud when i was just sixteen i stood waiting for a dream barker street bus station every night at the time it seemed so sad but it didn t turn out bad if you hadn t messed me up i d still be there oh i think most folks agree little put down and then they see they re not the chain they re just a link and that s why you made me think gonna be somebody be somebody be somebody someday