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• Artiste: John Wesley Harding
• Titre: $55
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I'm looking for those old familiar faces In the places I left behind All the townsons, barnes and staces And some good old friends of mine Because everyone is someone That I seem to recognize Must be the old familiar faces In their eyes I'm walking down these streets that have no signposts In a language that I know And I never will belong here And it's clear that one day I'll go But when I turn the corner There's another memory Why don't those old familiar faces Let me be I used to live a life without a present And no need to go back when But now I see the truth so clearly And I want it her back again She hosts the ghosts of people In the shadows all around Until the old familiar faces Fill this town Everyday I feel the sun shine stronger On the dark side of my heart And people look like strangers now That I can't tell apart So I smile and nod politely Like they're friends that I once knew I've found those old familiar faces In you