Nothing's right
Everything upside down
Turned around
Right is wrong
Wrong is right
Just a reach
Just a touch
Could have kept me
From the foreign land
Foreign country wandering
Eddying in the streets
Strange faces, weird language
Gibberish to me
I'm staring at the calendar
Love reaching, relenting
No control (where's my hope)
Just a reach
Just a touch
Could have kept me
From the foreign land
But should I be cursing you
Or should I be thanking you
Fading memories
Maybe brighter dreams
I just sit down in the rain
In my foreign land
The rain soaks in
The rain runs off
I look back
I look forward
Just a reach
Just one touch
Could have kept me
From the foreign land
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