A Strange Kind of Love Songtext
von Peter Murphy

A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors to a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize


This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
Or broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste, choice and meaning
A look into your eyes

Blind to the gemstone alone
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go?
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you


There is no middle ground
Or that′s how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Step we tumble down
Either side, left or right?
To love or to hate?