"Strangers" lyrics

"Strangers"
(feat. Tara Oram)

You're the one who knows me better than I know myself
And I'm the one you made a promise to
You don't let your guard down for anybody else
And I can't fall asleep until you do

So, why do we make-believe in there ain't nothing wrong?
We're not talking, we're not touching
Two ships passing, acting like we're strangers
Like these two hearts just can't remember
The love we made it, baby
Losing you is killing me
The last thing that I wanna be, is strangers

I know what you're gonna say before you start to speak
And sometimes you just swear that I can read your mind, oh
I don't wanna end up just some painful memory
An old flame that burned out before its time

This used to be just as easy as breathing in and out
Now there's a distance, something's missing, like we're drifting
Turning into strangers
Like these two hearts just can't remember
The love we made it, baby
Losing you is killing me
The last thing that I wanna be is strangers

So, why do we make-believe in there ain't nothing wrong?
We're not talking, we're not touching
Two ships passing, acting like we're strangers
Like these two hearts just can't remember
The love we made it, baby
Losing you is killing me
The last thing that I wanna be, is strangers


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