All you seekers of the truth You really wouldn't have a clue Memories of misspent youth The lines are drawn in black and blue
Soon there'll be a time When the world will lose its mind Many will call your name
And as the world of wheels go round I check into another town and ....
The company of strangers Who worship machines That steal all their dreams
It's a strange old world ...
Shoot out on the boulevard Strong armed men with hearts so hard They all are some mother's son God is their judge, God is their gun
We can fly up to the moon But try and find love in this room While there's water in the well
We know that angels cannot fly The word that's come down from on high, says
The company of strangers, We'll have to rely And not question why
In this strange old world
Wish it all was a dream Where things are not quite as they seem Like a salmon colored sky
And as the world of wheels go round I check into another town and...
The company of strangers With mysterious eyes The truth was once a lie
It's a strange old world...
And on the way to where you are I pass the ghost of Blanch DuBois and...
The kidness of strangers I have com to rely And I don't question why
In this strange old world Yea, it's a strange old world... Yea, it's a strange old world...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
