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Strangers

Lying here in darkness, lying in your arms

Waiting for the dawn to come and shatter all these charms

What are we doing here? I ought to walk away

But still I hope, against all hope

One morning you might stay

 

But I wont pretend I love you, 'cos we both know its untrue

I know you don't care for me and I don't care for you

What are we doing here, turning love to play?

Lovers for a midnight hour and strangers by

 

Skin to skin and lip to lip, Is this all we can be?

Ships that passed, entwined their masts and hurried back to sea

What are we doing here  in this blasphemy of love?

It wasn't meant to be this way

When they planned it up above

 

But I wont pretend I love you, 'cos we both know its untrue

I know you don't care for me and I don't care for you

What are we doing here, turning love to play?

Lovers for a midnight hour and strangers by

 

Lying here in darkness, I can fantasise

That the dawn wont let me see the lying in your eyes

What are we doing here? I cannot walk away

These few moments help me keep

The loneliness at bay

 

But I wont pretend I lobe you,'cos we both know its untrue

I know you don't care for me and I don't care for you

What are we doing here, turning love to play?

Lovers for a midnight hour and strangers

By day

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