The Stranger

How will you come to me now?



As a liar, lover, patron, beggar, thief, lion, or on fire?



Oh baby, save my soul.

I don’t care about rock and roll

Oh baby save my soul.

I don’t care about rock and roll.



How will I come to you now?



I’m in no position to be your lover

I’m in no position to be your judge

I’m in no position to be your brother

I’m in no position to be your mother

I’m in no position to be your daughter

I’m in no position to be your sister

I’m in no position to be your son

I’m in no position to be your savior

I’m in no position to be your slave



Oh baby save my soul

I don’t care about rock and roll



How will you come to me now?



As a help, a loss, a weight, a mate?



What a lovely weight to put on me.

What a lovely weight to bear.

To set me free with, since I’m thinking of you here.

Once upon a time, we flew

Out in the stars, and around the moon



Oh baby, save my soul

I don’t care about rock and roll

Oh baby, save my soul

I don’t care about rock and roll