Hands of a Stranger

 

 

 

Sun goes down on sleepy town

It's a postcard view

The night breaks in a thousand shapes

On my avenue

I walk down the empty streets

Nowhere else to go

I might stay, I might leave

Maybe, I don't know

 

We met before, I don't know where

A silence roars in every stare

The night's too short, so what's the danger?

I found love, in the hands of a stranger

 

You might say I'm a desperate guy

In a one-man show

Just push me, I could stop or start

I could over-load

 

We touched before, I don't know when

A cycle brings me back again

She melts so slow, so what the danger?

I found love, in the hands of a stranger

 

I hear the voices in my head

I see their faces in grey

I feel the pounding of your heart

So far away