Stranger in the mirror

Keep your arms open wide love,

'Cause I'm coming home,

I don't know where I am but I don't care,

'Cause I know where I'm going.

I'm going where the voices,

In my head tell me to

I'd walk a thousand crooked miles,

To try to get back to you



Chorus :

Well I'm weary to the bone,

As I wake here alone,

With a pain that won't let me be

And there's a stranger in the mirror,

Staring back at me,

( Oh Lord, could it be, is that me ? )



These hands are shaking in the shadows,

Of the old morning sun

That's dripping through the window pane,

Lord, this feeling is second to none



Repeat Chorus



I can almost see your smile,

And I can almost hear your voice

Rising high up above,

The flat land of Illinois



Repeat Chorus


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