Strangers

It's pretty up here I want for you to remember It was all in your head And I want for you to know You can never pretend Don't try to defend it It was all in your head And I want for you to know In the city people act like strangers And I never get to see you anymore And it's all just a dream I want for you to picture Things are not what they seem She leans to me to whisper You can never pretend Don't try to defend it Things are not what they seem And I want for you to know In the city people act like strangers And I never get to see you anymore In the city people act like strangers I never get to see you anymore Oh, no more... Oh, no more... Oh, no more... Oh, no more... Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers Yes we are... we're all strangers, we're all strangers, we're all strangers Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers Yes we are... are... are...