Stranger in the Mirror - Tarnation

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

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

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I can almost see your smile

And I can almost hear your voice

Rising high up above

The flat land of Illinois

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