Anberlin - Stranger Ways Lyrics
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Stranger Ways
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What Are The Lyrics For Stranger Ways By Anberlin?
Locking eyes the waning glance, mistook chance
Inviting meaning to the words forever Broken silence, defiance, misspoke turn Will I see you again if ever? Come on and leave me here I'm a vagabond though, wandering the night alone Right now you're over there In the social club state, pondering the wine While we elope A little bit closer to finding the real you A little bit closer to finding the truth Stranger things have happened Stronger men have answered A little bit closer to loving you Yet defying I'm lying If I didn't tell you You keep me up late at night Is it all I ever call your lover Even though we don't know each other And probably never will Would you stay with me Here in my dreams? If I promised you this heaven Would you take a chance On a make believe dance? Close my eyes and we're together A little bit closer to finding the real you A little bit closer to finding the truth Stranger things have happened Stronger men have answered A little bit closer to finding the real you A little bit closer to finding the truth Stranger things have happened Stronger men have answered A little bit closer to loving you A little bit closer to holding you A little bit closer to knowing you A little bit closer to touching you |
Who Wrote Stranger Ways By Anberlin?
Christian Mcalhaney, Deon Rexroat, Joseph Milligan, Nathan Young, Stephen Christian
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