Norah Jones - Strangers [Live] Lyrics
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Strangers [Live]
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What Are The Lyrics For Strangers [Live] By Norah Jones?
Where are you going? I don't mind
I've killed my world and I've killed my time So, where do I go? What do I see? I see many people coming after me So, where are you going to? I don't mind If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die So, I will follow you wherever you go If your offered hand is still open to me Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one So, you've been where I've just come From the land that brings losers on So, we will share this road we walk And mind our mouths and beware our talk 'Til peace we find, tell you what I'll do All the things I own I will share with you And if I feel tomorrow like I feel today We'll take what we want and give the rest away Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one Holy man and holy priest This love of life makes me weak at my knees And when we get there make your play 'Cause soon I feel you're gonna carry us away In a promised lie you made us believe For many men there is so much grief And my mind is proud but it aches with rage We'll take what we want and give the rest away Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one |
Who Wrote Strangers [Live] By Norah Jones?
Dave Davies
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What's The Duration Of The Strangers [Live] By Norah Jones?The duration of Strangers [Live] is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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