| Rain and petrol on a friday night
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| Queuing up for the 3:05
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| Catching eyes in taxi lines
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| Swapping stairs between headlights
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| Last calls and «Goodnights»
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| Dim streetlamps and closing bars
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| Mask all as I follow you into the dark
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| And all you’ll ever be is another mystery
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| Another blank page on which I never wrote
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| Cause strangers of the heart will never get to start
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| A history, no they’ll just let go
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger to me
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger to me
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| Silhouettes pass through window glass
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| When the lights shut off you’ll let me in
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| A TV flickers and makes you laugh
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| It casts a white glow on your skin
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| And all you’ll ever be is another mystery
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| Another blank page on which I never wrote
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| Cause strangers of the heart will never get to start
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| A history, no they’ll just let go
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger to me
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| I caught a look in your eyes
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| As your hands shook in mine
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| Every time you’re alone
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| I’ll be one step behind
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| And all you’ll ever be is another mystery
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| Another blank page on which I never wrote
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| Cause strangers of the heart will never get to start
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| A history, no they’ll just let go
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger to me
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| Don’t be a stranger
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| I saw the fear in your eyes
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| Your clenched fingers turned white
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| Every time you’re alone
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| I’ll be right by your side |