Secret Stranger Lyrics

In a room full of crows, you are a dove dressed in white

And I know that you know I'm placing my eyes on your back

I fight at the urge to say "hello" to say "goodbye"

Fight at the urge to make a gesture I don't understand

As if I can

You look at me and expect me to say

The right and the left and exclude the other way

Now I'm falling and stalling and stumbling over words

A small glimpse of who I am yes you should be concerned

There's no room for a melody or smart catchy hook

Just the trash of what's behind from everything they took

And I hope you'll accept the everything that's left

Because I'm all out of lies and the truth is a mess

You're timid, I'm timid, in a sense we all feel danger

It's a given, and forgiven, we're both just secret strangers

We'll be friends, but I'll always want that something more

We'll depend on secret words that bring us together

Smile it's who we are

Hi, I'm sorry what is the time

May I walk you through winter's light

And boast failures of my time

I'll try my best not to lie

I wish that you would be mine

I know it's love at first sight

Please tell me how do you feel

Does it mirror what makes me ill

And please don't say goodbye

I'll wait for your reply

I'll wait for your reply

Never mind the strange silence

I'll wait for your reply

I'll wait for your reply

I'll wait for your reply

Never mind

I'll wait for your reply

Try to find a way to rise up to my feet

Trying to get back to myself trying to make myself complete

There's no room for a sadness that makes a broken heart

No story to get a start no bull's eye for a dart counting up

Six, seven, eight nine, ten years can pass me by

My trust is broken and darkness is guiding light now

You say that things are different and I should open my eyes

But all I see is fruit begging me to be compromised

You're timid, I'm timid, in a sense we all feel danger

It's a given, and forgiven, we're both just secret strangers

We'll be friends, but I'll always want that something more

We'll depend on the realization that

In a room full of crows, you are a dove dressed in white

And that's all I know