Strangers - Amelia Curran
I wanna make you understand
That it's a woman makes the man
Can't see the desert for the sand
Baby you and me are strangers
And in the darkest hours of the night
I can see by accidental light
And accidental fireworks
Are burning what their worth
When I've been afraid of everything
A loss of all direction down a road of less original sin
The poor unfortunate who crash and crave
Like tireless waves that bend and break and mend
They want to make you understand
I want to have a heart of gold
The brassy torch has burned to coal
Can't see the meaning for the soul
Baby you and me are strangers
And in the quiet hours born in grace
We can see we've made the same mistakes
I wanna make you understand
That it's the woman makes the man
When I've been afraid of everything
A loss of all direction of down a road of less original sin
The poor unfortunate who crash and crave
Like tireless waves that bend and break and mend
They want to make you understand
They want to make you understand
