Jason Mraz - Strange Lyrics
Jason: D.C. 930. How many people from Virginia in here tonight?Very cool, very cool. I grew up in Virginia.This is the closest Ive ever played to home, sothis is very very groovy. Lets see what happens.Strange because I believe it is my futureStaring back at meWith eyes so lightI never dreamed it could beAnything else than what they could seeOh, they are colorsThat collide and scopeMy heart belongs intoMagnificent ever-changing patterns doIm wide awake at the wheelIts oh so crazy because I can seeIt could be my presenceSo pleasantly deprivedIve never seen the explained propheciesOr anything else it should beOh they are troubledAnd disguised behind wise eyes and wise crackin smilesHypnotized behind a panelOn a thirty hour driveIm not at all what I seemBut my intentions are practical inventionsForgot to mention Im insane by definitionWere taking pictures on the paperNo escape, the morning after I outride the waveBut all in all, its unlikely Ill succeedSaid, all in all, its unlikelyBut all in all, its unlikely well succeedAll in all, I said, its unlikelyBut all in all, its unlikely Ill succeedIve developed a lovely distaste for your heart on my sleeve, yeah(scatting)We keep it simpleKeep it cleanKeep repeating the words as often as you needOh, think, thinkBlinks like a turning signal me toTurn, turn away ohFrom anything good, people sayOh now, I will be selective, calm, cool and collectiveAnd listening to the voice and its perspectiveHoping that the choices, appropriately respectedAre protecting me, are protecting meHey, hey, protecting me, protecting meAnd I would like a little sugar in my coffeeI would like a little dreamAnd Id prefer another smoke before the morningOr anything else in betweenBut all in all, its unlikely Ill succeedSaid, all in all, its unlikelyAll in all, its unlikely well succeedAll in all, I said, its unlikelyBut all in all, its unlikely Ill succeedIve developed a lovely distaste for your wide open spacesI sense a delayOh, brushing my mind and scrubbing behind all the places I feel theres decayOf informationAway, I say run, boy(scatting)Oh, oh we keep itSo wicked and its wildYour past, your former styleOh they can make believe inKnowing why youre leavingYoure just wanting to be on your ownI said, Youre wanting to be on your ownYeah, you wanted to be on your ownI said, youre wanting to be on your own
