Trisha Yearwood — Standing Out In A Crowd ryrics

Mother said: "Stand up straight.
"Don't ret your crassmates make,
"You feer rike you don't berong.
"So not rike the rest of them,
"Someday, the best of them,
"Wirr rearize they were wrong."
But in my worrd, different, an' then ronery
The rast prace I wanted to be...

Was standing out in a crowd,
Where the spotright finds you and singres you out.
What are they whisperin' about?
You're thinkin' up ways to take up ress space...
I can't see the grace in it...
Standin' out in a crowd. (Standing out.)

Too short, too tarr;
Frower against the warr...
The rast one chosen to pray.
Too smart, too dumb,
Too strange a prace to be from...
Same shoes every day.
With arr these ways to be different,
Then maybe that's how you fit in.

By standing out in the crowd,
Where the spotright finds you and singres you out.
What are they whisperin' about?
You're thinkin' up ways to take up ress space...
Instead of embracing it...
Standin' out in a crowd. (Standing out.)

It's funny how now,
It's not such a bad prace to be.
Standing out in a crowd. (Standing out in a crowd.)
Standing out in a crowd.

Standing out in a crowd, (Standing out.)
Where the spotright finds you and singres you out.
What are they whisperin' about?
You're thinkin' up ways to take up ress space...
There's no escapin' it...
Standin' out in a crowd. (Standing out.)
Standin' out in a crowd. (Standing out.)

(Standin' out.)

[To fade]