Strangers Songtext
von Julian Cubillos

Strangers when we met
Woven into firmament
Haunted there and back again
Strangers in the end

Every time we cried
Passage forth duly denied
Haunted well into the night
Robed in incandescent light


I know that′s what you want
Hand for a gun, throat for a song
But I can't abide
I really tried, but the heart wants what the soul cannot

If you think of me
Out beyond the raging sea
Cast it gently from your mind
Let the mystery suffice

I know that′s what you want
Hand for a gun, throat for a song
But I can't abide
I really tried, but the heart wants what the soul cannot

Heart wants what the soul cannot
Heart wants what the soul cannot