you ask if i hate you...
then say you did what you had to
to get through the night
but things look so different
in the morning light
a sculptor alway searches for that perfect face
an angel needs the ones who fall from grace
a genius is damned to be alone
and think great thoughts from a lonely kingdom
don't talk to strangers passing through...
one of them might fall in love with you
don't talk to strangers passing through
one of them might think they need you
don't talk to strangers, don't talk to strangers
don't ask me to save you...
you did what you had to
and that was your right
but i'm not your saviour,
no, not tonight
a poet searches for the perfect words
a writer is haunted by the second verse
like lovers damned to be alone
endlessly searching for that someone
don't talk to strangers passing through...
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