Sad Stranger Songtext
von Julie Aubé

Well you′re living
Where it's hip to be sad
Cool to be bad at everything
Never supposed to make money
That was supposed to be funny
Now you′re just scraping by and looking old
Oh my, oh my, oh my
You're my
Sad stranger, sad stranger
Think you need me to make your sad days better
Think I'm gonna change the weather for you now
For you now


They say you can′t get out of bed
The size of his shoes too big for his head
The fly in the room wishes he was dead

Sad stranger, sad stranger
Think you need me to make your sad days better
Think I′m gonna change the weather for you now
For you now
Sad stranger, sad stranger
You estrange her
Just so you can save her
Like you're some kinda lone ranger
So you need me to make your sad days better
But I ain′t gonna change the weather for you now