hopes and fears

we might as well be strangers

i don't know your face no more
or feel the touch that i adore
i don't know your face no more
it's just a place i'm looking for

we might as well be strangers in another town
we might as well be living in a different world
we might as well

i don't know your thoughts these days
we're strangers in an empty space
i don't understand your heart
it's easier to be apart

we might as well be strangers in another town
we might as well be living in another time
we might as well be strangers

for all i know of you now,
for all i know

- no these aren't my words, they're keane's, a brit group with an unlikely but attractive-beacuse-of-his-talent lead singer.
i could listen to them all day

bedshaped

many's the time i ran with you down
the rainy woods of our old town
many the lives we lived in each day
and buried altogether

don't laugh at me
don't look away
you'll follow me back with the sun in your eyes
and on your own
bedshaped and legs of stone
youll knock on my door and up we'll go
in white light
i don't think so
but what do i know?

i know you think i'm holding you down
and i've fallen by the wayside now
and i don't understand the same things as you
but i do

don't laugh at me
don't look away
you'll follow me back

with the sun in your eyes
and on your own
bedshaped and legs of stone
you'll knock on my door and up we'll go
in white light
i don't thinks o
but what do i know?
what do i know?
i know