Strangers

I don't know when you came home that Tuesday. You did not slam the door. In the hall were your clothes and your suitcase. Oh, I couldn't hide the tears and Frustration lying on the bedroom floor. Did you sleep through the whole situation? Oh. You got to understand, in this no man's Land, a lucky few survive. So tell me something, babe. Why are we strangers? Nothing more than strangers. On and on and on it goes. Hold your breath, we're going under. Strangers. Nothing more than strangers. Somewhere underneath it all, could there be two Strangers holding on? Oh. I saw your car still parked on the driveway At five in the afternoon. I didn't care where you were, what you did, What a sad day. Oh. Have we become two invisible People just going round and round every day, Living in some kind sequel? Oh. You got to understand, in this no man's Land, a lucky few survive. So tell me something, babe. Why are we strangers? Nothing more than strangers. On and on and on it goes. Hold your breath, we're going under. Strangers. Nothing more than strangers. Somewhere underneath it all, could there be two Strangers holding on? Oh yeah. Is there nothing left to say? No forgotten words in any way. Is there nothing left to Do, But trust the fate or leave it up to You? Oh yeah, yeah. Oh, strangers. Are we strangers? Nothing more than strangers. On and on and it goes. Hold your breath, we're going under. Strangers. Holding on. Somewhere underneath it all, could there be, Could there be two strangers holding on? Oh, holding on.