Cobblestone Street Songtext
von Emma Tricca

I will walk the streets of this old, old town
Pretending that it was my own
But Cobblestone Street don′t reach my feet
I am stranger, Lord, I am stranger, what do I know?

So I'm walking home
Pretending it was my own
But the sun don′t shine just like the same
As night gently fades into the morning haze
I am stranger, Lord, I am stranger, what do I know?


Sometimes at night when the cold wind shouts out loud
I recall the faces I used to know
And I wonder where the Cobblestone Street
And I reach their feet

I'm walking the streets of this old, old town
Pretending that my hair is fail
Lord, my friends, they have all gone
Two thousand years ago
I am stranger, Lord, I am stranger, what do I know?

I'm walking the home
Pretending it was my own
But the flowers don′t bloom just like the same
As the morning gently close into my hands
I am stranger, Lord, I am stranger, what do I know?
I am stranger, Lord, a stranger, what do I know?