Quimby - As Perfect Strangers Lyrics
as perfect strangersAll over the worldthe time is the same the timewhen we are changingNew ways to findold ones to blamejust save a smoke for the morningI could cry, cry for the Saviorfor I hope every evening that my flame sleeps awayand the whole wide worldis an ashtray for me in the morningAs perfect strangersI wear down the worldmeeting bad angelsdown on the earthUnder the sky the scene is the samewe sin and then comes the prayingWounded girls wounded gamesthey try to keep on playingI had a tale and I had a partnerbut now they're gone with the night trainThere must be a wind up or down underthat shows me the right wayAs perfect strangersI wear down the worldmeeting bad angelsdown on the earthFellows, it seems I'm losing the flameand running out of dreamswith the morning train