All these changes Different stages Turning page after page after page It gets stranger day by day Just when you were getting used to this place You were getting used to these bones You were getting used to the changes Well the change won't leave you

And now I recognize your face and my folly For longer days and nights this strange redemption' With words you've bled me dry Now dust falls from these wounds Into the airless night I'm cast Hear me call you I know I can't create a lie you won't see

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

In A Sentimental Mood I can see the stars come thru my room Is like a flame that lights the gloom On the wings of ev'ry kiss Drift a melody so strange and sweet In this sentimental bliss you make my Paradise complete Rose pearls seem to fall It's all

I've been living the best I can Ever since my life began Won't be no stranger Some fools don't know what's right from wrong But somehow those folks belong Me, I travel all I'm worth But I still remain a stranger on this earth Some people gloom, other

Every day with someone new I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Love with every stranger, the stranger the better And so I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Go take this the wrong way You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you

Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl I am just a new boy Stranger in this town Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger around? Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man?

Holding on for life You and me just Giving up the fight Running towards the light Hoping we survive Strangers in the night Waiting to ignite If you wanted love like this Blowing up with every kiss

Dear loneliness Oh stranger stranger Stranger things have happened, I know You were not alone But I remember this That I remember this

Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes You know it's strange It's a strange way of saying That I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you Let me see your moves Things