Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know what to say to you
We're a display inside each other's
Foreign zoo
Don't know what I'm supposed to say
Don't know what I'm supposed to do
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
To feel a way's away
From someone close by
Arm's length but unreachable
Outside a door I'm not allowed through
Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know what to say to you
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
Scott Kearns - KTC Lyrics
Scott Kearns - KTC Lyrics
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Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know what to say to you
We're a display inside each other's
Foreign zoo
Don't know what I'm supposed to say
Don't know what I'm supposed to do
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
To feel a way's away
From someone close by
Arm's length but unreachable
Outside a door I'm not allowed through
Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know what to say to you
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
Don't know what to say to you
We're a display inside each other's
Foreign zoo
Don't know what I'm supposed to say
Don't know what I'm supposed to do
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
To feel a way's away
From someone close by
Arm's length but unreachable
Outside a door I'm not allowed through
Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know what to say to you
You speak of things I know nothing of
In a language that is new
I wish to understand
But I'm a stranger in this land
As I watch the grains of sand
Slip through my hands
Writer: Scott Kearns
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