stranger Than to love someone Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down And there's nothing stranger Than to love someone Strangers don't hide Strangers
got a sense of urgency I've gotta make something happen No stone unturned Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down But there's nothing stranger
ve got a sense of urgency I've gotta make something happen No stone unturned Strangers don't hide The morning hunts you down But there's nothing stranger
get out, get out, get out" The situation sort of changed But what really makes matters strange is our foe is well disguised We don't know where our fate lies
wait on that welfare check and on all the pretty things tha That always end up point blank, shot between the eyes Point blank like little white lies
I'll burn a candle then I'm a town full of strangers of big time and lies I'm all sirens and love songs shot down in black and white I got fascination
we strangers now Like the Ziegfeld Gal and the Vaudeville Show? Are we strangers now Like rock and roll and the radio Like rock and roll and radio? All these white lies
A strange kind of love A strange kind of feeling Swims through your eyes And like the doors To a wide vast dominion They open to your prize This is no
is coming A white buffalo was born, already running And if you listen very close, you'll hear a humming Beneath the surface of our purpose lies Rumors
lost control And the big bread winners Playing with your dough Miracles can happen The fortune teller screams The future's like the weather Baby, there ain't no guarantees White lies
the truth but I sound like white noise to my friends As I raise my glass to you In a stupor we speak words That couldn't be more honest Lies we lived
with a story strange Of a long-deserted line of traps way back of the Bighorn range Of a little hut by the great divide and a white man stiff and still
white or blue is brown The colors of my life are all different somehow Little boy blue's a big girl now So you think it's me who's strange But you've
next plain Remember the pain, two shots from the flame Remember the bloodstains, the cold wet rain Little light guys with little white lies We takin' out cash and flippin' big white
up in a world of white lies They say freedom is the answer to a question you don't have to ask and then my hope dies No white clouds in my blue sky
In the dark night a giant slumbered Untouched for centuries 'Til awakened by a white man's cry "This is the Eden I was to find" There were lands to be
