Stranger

A stranger who knows me, who knows all my dreams

Who knows all my secrets, who i want to be

A stranger turned lover, turned stranger once more

A stranger who’s jacket still lives under my bed and sleeps on my floor

A stranger who showed me the best parts of life

A stranger I can’t forget and it keeps me awake through the night

A stranger turned lover, turned stranger again

A stranger who’s name somehow clings to the darkness and deep of my brain

A stranger that I see, and pass on the street

When I look at you now, a stranger is all that I see

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