For the Strangers

Lips like semaphore to my heart We slither and slide and slip Stings like aerosol in my eyes And nothing compares to this And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there Pips from oranges spat away To gutters and drains and bins Left like promises on a tray When you delivered yourself to him And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there A paper trail on the road That was left for the gulls And like the birds flying north It's been growing cold And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there