(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Lister)
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The rain against the windshield endlessly
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For many years i cruised around the world
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I've finally disembarked my ship of fools
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A hero then, a stranger to return
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I'd trade my goldrush 'gainst your silvernets
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To know what happened after all this time
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And in your arms i'm lost forevermore
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I wonder how you ever felt in mine
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Isn't it strange, i still can hear your call
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Isn't it strange, i'm not a ghost at all
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Isn't it strange or is it just insane
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Isn't it strange, the glory and the fame
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Still falls the rain..
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Do you remember how we used to play
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And how we waved our banners in the sun
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Do you remember how we gave ourselves away
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For some strange kind of fun
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And how we smiled as if we'd understood the writings on the walls
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And cooked our spice on silver spoons
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And if we wouldn't see the light
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We overdosed the foll'wing night
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Isn't it strange...
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I've got burnholes in my fingers that could not ease your pain
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Or was it me who killed the blue inside your eyes?
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When silence grew behind our shadows on the wall
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But if all was silent, could we hear a bit more?
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I wonder can you hear me now? - isn't it strange
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Ohhh...
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Isn't it strange, i still can hear your call
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Isn't it strange, i'm not a ghost at all
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Isn't it strange or is it just insane
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Isn't it strange, the glory and the fame
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Still falls the rain..
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Still Falls The Rain
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Alphaville |