Trisha Yearwood - Standing out in a crowd

Mother said stand up straight
Don't let your classmates make you feel
Like you don't belong
So you're not like the rest of them
Someday the best of them
Will realize they were wrong
But in my world, different meant lonely,
The last place I wanted to be, was

Standing out in a crowd
Where the spotlight finds you, and singles you out.
What are they whispering about?
Thinking up ways to take up less space
Can't see the grace in it
Standing out in a crowd

Too short, too tall, flower against the wall
The last one chosen to play
Too smart, too dumb, too strange a place to be from
Same shoes everyday
With all these ways to be different,
Then maybe that's how you fit in, by Standing out in a crowd
Where the spotlight finds you, and singles you out
What are they whispering about?
Thinking up ways to take up less space
Instead of embracing it
Standing out in a crowd

It's funny how now
It's not such a bad place to be
Standing out in a crowd
Standing out in a crowd

Standing out in a crowd
Where the spotlight finds you and singles you out
What are they whispering about?
Thinking up ways to take up less space
There's no escaping it
Standing out in a crowd