$55 Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

I'm looking for those old familiar faces 

In the places I left behind 

All the Townsons, Barnes and Staces 

And some good old friends of mine 

Because everyone is someone 

That I seem to recognize 

Must be the old familiar faces 

In their eyes 

I'm walking down these streets that have no signposts 

In a language that I know 

And I never will belong here 

And it's clear that one day I'll go 

But when I turn the corner 

There's another memory 

Why don't those old familiar faces 

Let me be 

I used to live a life without a present 

And no need to go back when 

But now I see the truth so clearly 

And I want it her back again 

She hosts the ghosts of people 

In the shadows all around 

Until the old familiar faces 

Fill this town 

Everyday I feel the sun shine stronger 

On the dark side of my heart 

And people look like strangers now 

That I can't tell apart 

So I smile and nod politely 

Like they're friends that I once knew 

I've found those old familiar faces 

In you