THE STRANGER

Babe,  if you dance with the Devil

There’s no turning back

He’s lost like a thief in the night

With a Soul just as black

The silver that colours his words

Is as fake as his smile

Your Heaven will soon fade to hell

You’ll regret every mile

 

chorus

You can’t turn your back on the Stranger

You live for the lies that he’ll tell

You smile at his charm

As you hang off his arm

Enchained by the grip of his spell

 

He’s seen you before in the eyes

Of a thousand young girls

From the rings on your fingers and toes

To your braids and your curls

He’ll feed you a line from his book

He’ll promise it all

And he knows that you’ll bite

Cos you’ve always been willing to fall

 

chorus

You can’t turn your back on the Stranger

You live for the lies that he’ll tell

You smile at his charm

As you hang off his arm

Enchained by the grip of his spell

 

No he don’t know you at all

You’ll change him for sure

The innocence there in your eyes

Is your means to his cure

But think once again and again

Is it worth getting burned

The sweetness you give him

Won’t change him and won’t be returned

 

 

Sometimes there are too many strangers in our lives . . .

 

 

 

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