Born Again Stranger Lyrics

There's something incredibly perfect about the way that she enters a room

All noise and all motion just vanish the first time you smell her perfume

And they say that you can't find redemption inside a cold bottle of beer

But you'll swear you're a born again stranger the first time she kisses your ear

There's something divinely erotic about the way that she answers the phone

When most of the time on a cold Sunday morning you're lying in bed all alone

And they say that you can't find religion by staring a hole in the sky

But you'll swear you're a born again stranger the first time she catches your eye

There's something exquisitely dangerous about the way that she touches the mirror

Whenever the night starts to tremble, whenever the songs disappear

The room is a clamor of silence as shadows throw light on the floor

And you'll swear you're a born again stranger, the first time she knocks at your door

There's something incredibly perfect about the way that she enters a room