Lyric 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

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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

Repeat Chorus