People are strange When you're a stranger Faces look ugly When you're alone Women seem wicked When you're unwanted Streets are uneven When you're down
When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name People are strange When you're a stranger Faces look
Oversettelse: Stina Nordenstam. Folk er rare.
without you I can never Come to me On to strange lands, beyond the sea I'll travel to be free, far from you Come back to me To me, my love Bright skies are
Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I've tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old fashioned
I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded For such a lonely choice
I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Born like a vapor in the summer air I see her tripping where the bright streams play Happy as the daisies
He?s like the swallow that flies so high He?s like the river that never runs dry He?s like the sunshine on the lee shore He was my love, my love is no
Look down, look down that lonesome road Hang down your head and cry The best of friends must part sometimes And why not you and I True love, true
Some fools rave of happiness Blissfullness Togetherness Some fools fool themselves I guess But they're not fooling me
If I listen long enough to you I'd find a way to believe you that it's all true Someone like you makes it easy to give, from myself Someone like you
I never meant to cause you any sorrow I never meant to cause you any pain I only wanted to one time see you laughing I only wanted to see you laughing
Sailing, I am sailing Home again, 'cross the sea I am sailing, stormy waters To be near you, to be free I am sailing, I am sailing Home again, '
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