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I'm Looking Through You


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Steve Earle


жанры: singer-songwriter, americana, country
альбомы: Train a Comin'
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I'm looking through you,
Where did you go?
I thought I knew you,
What did I know?
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the sameYour lips are moving,
I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing,
But the words aren't clear
You don't sound different,
I've learned the game
I'm looking through you,
You're not the sameWhy, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnightYou're thinking of me,
The same old way
You were above me,
But not today
The only difference is you're down there
I'm looking through you,
And you're nowhereYeh why, tell me why did you not treat me right?
Well love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnightI'm looking through you,
Where did you go?
I thought I knew you,
What did I know?
You don't look different,
But you have changed
I'm looking through you,
You're not the same!Baby you've changed
I'm lookin' through you
Yeah, I'm lookin' through you
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Это интересно:Stephen 'Steve' Fain Earle (pronounced /ˈɜrl/) (born January 17, 1955) is an American singer-songwriter known for his rock and country music as well as his political views. He is also a published writer, a political activist and has written and directed a play. In the later part of his career, after troubles with the law, drug addiction and his uncompromising viewpoints, he has become known as "the hardcore troubadour".Musical careerIn 1975, Earle moved to Nashville, Tennessee, where he met and worked with Guy Clark and his wife Susanna. Clark was active in Earle being employed as a songwriter by the Sunbury Dunbar publishing division of RCA. Earle did backing vocals... продолжение
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