Tom Mcrae

She says I know your face but something's strange in your eyes
Your voice I know so well, your words I don't recognise
And darkness creeps, borne on cold winds, blows my footprints away
CHORUS:
And I see myself turn into something else
Turn into someone else for a while
And I know I'm right running into this night
Running another dream into the ground
And I can't hear a whole lot else going on so just repeat the whole gubbins with those
two chords... over and over and over and over again...
Any comments (although preferably not about clumsy females...) to
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