"The Tourist" lyrics

How far should we go
Harlem's hills and the soft creek snow
It was an easy read
'Cause you weren't leaving me
Only forever I know
Unfamiliar now feels like home
Your voice was welcoming
So I just settled in

The days of being strangers now are gone

Never mind the uptight nice to see ya's
Small talking the day out of change
It was a clear path Pura Vida
Watching all the lonely fade
Not everything out there's made to move on
So come on

Well what are the odds
Neither of us good at counting cards
Another party trick
Won't be a part of it

The days of being strangers now are gone

Never mind the sound right type of people
Small talking the day out of change
It was a clear path Pura Vida
Watching all the lonely fade
Not everything out there's made to move on
So come on

The days of being strangers now are gone