A Thousend Horses - Strangers Тексты

Would you be my sunflower
Would you be my heart of gold
Would you be my golden hour
Would you be my one to hold

As we are in this crowd
I see that no good has grown
That is what I most fear
That's why I keep you near

We are strangers to everybody else but ourselves
Would you be my sunshine
Burning all fears aside
Letting love take control
Would you show me the world

As we are in this crowd
I see that no bird has flown
That's why I keep you near
We've got nothing to fear

We are strangers to everybody else but ourselves
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