Strangers
I pressed my ear to your chestAnd heard something personalA whisper that knew my nameIs this how your heart treats all strangers,With love and affection?Then I feel cold and empty
I've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make this happenNo stone unturnedI've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make something happenNo stone unturned
I held your hand while you were sleepingThe whole night you gripped to mineA grip that begged me to stayIs this how your limbs treat all strangers,With love and affection?Then I feel weak and empty
I've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make this happenNo stone unturnedI've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make something happenNo stone unturned
Strangers don't hideThe morning hunts you downAnd there's nothing strangerThan to love someone
I heard the water beat at your skinA shower of discipline, as heavy as ironAnd I imagined the hand that gripped mineNow gripping the gaps in the tilesJust holding on tight
I've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make this happenNo stone unturnedI've got a sense of urgencyI've got to make something happenNo stone unturned
Strangers don't hideThe morning hunts you downAnd there's nothing strangerThan to love someone