Is It Really So Strange? Songtext
von Janice Whaley
Is It Really So Strange? Songtext
I left the North
I traveled South
I found a tiny house and I can′t help the way I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me and you can punch me
And you can break my face but you won't change the way I feel
Cause I love you
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say no, you say yes and you will change your mind
I left the South
I traveled North
I got confused and killed a horse
I can′t help the way I feel
Oh yes, you can punch me and you can fuck me
And you can break my spine but you won't change the way I feel
Cause I love you
And is it really so strange?
And is it really so strange?
Is it really so, really so strange?
I said no, you say yes but you change your mind
I left the North again
I traveled South again
I got confused and killed a man
I can't help the way I feel
I can′t help the way I feel
I can′t help the way I feel
I left my bag in Newport Pagnell
Why is the last mile the hardest mile?
My throat was dry with the sun in my eyes
And I realized, I realized
I could never, could never, never, never go back home again
I traveled South
I found a tiny house and I can′t help the way I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me and you can punch me
And you can break my face but you won't change the way I feel
Cause I love you
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say no, you say yes and you will change your mind
I left the South
I traveled North
I got confused and killed a horse
I can′t help the way I feel
Oh yes, you can punch me and you can fuck me
And you can break my spine but you won't change the way I feel
Cause I love you
And is it really so strange?
And is it really so strange?
Is it really so, really so strange?
I said no, you say yes but you change your mind
I left the North again
I traveled South again
I got confused and killed a man
I can't help the way I feel
I can′t help the way I feel
I can′t help the way I feel
I left my bag in Newport Pagnell
Why is the last mile the hardest mile?
My throat was dry with the sun in my eyes
And I realized, I realized
I could never, could never, never, never go back home again
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Johnny Marr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

