Lights in her hair, strong words we've said
Strange as it may, storm comes my way
And when I’m deep in loving
Thoughts get in my way
And when I’m steeped in giving
Thoughts get stuck and stare
Strangers in my bed
Strong from the grave, cool in her ways
Lights in stage, storm in my way
Just when I’m steeped in loving
Thoughts get in my way
And when I’m steeped in giving
Storms blow out my faith
Strangers in my bed
Strangers in my head
Strange things we've said
Strangers in my head
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