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The Stranger > 12.30.2004

I’m crossing this country
I’m drinking that wine
I’m crossing this country with a bag full of white lies

I gotta be a million places at once, but I’m always late

I’m crossing this country, I’m riding the road
I’m resting at every rest stop I know
I’m wandering through out my days but this road is getting longer
And I’m sure that one of these days I won’t come back
I won’t come back

I gotta be a million places at once, but I’m always late
I’ve gotta be a million faces at once, but that’s not me
I’m a cry baby, and I’m falling
Don’t you fall with me
Run
I’m a cry baby and I’m calling
Don’t you answer me
Don’t you cry for me

I’m trailing this country, but I’m not the only one
And I’m not afraid to cry sometimes when I feel like I’m

Roaming across the countryside with heart stuck in my hand

I gotta be a million places at once, but I’m always late
I’ve gotta be a million faces at once, but that’s not me
I’m a cry baby and I’m falling
Don’t you fall with me
You better run

I’m a cry baby and I’m calling
But don’t you listen to me

No chasing me I’m on the run

I’m a cry baby and I’m running
Then you cry by me, you better run
I’m a cry baby and I’m leaving
When I fall to the ground I better fall alone