Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strange Attraction, artist - The Cure.
Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Song language: English
Strange Attraction |
It started with a dedication |
«lost in admiration — happy birthday — I’m forever yours — blossom» |
Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies |
I smiled surprised at how when flickered through |
The wings flew by spelled out my name… |
Six months went by the summer lost |
Obsessively the letters dropped into my life |
The same soft blood smooth flowing hand |
«please try to understand — I have to see you — have to feel you — |
Tell you all the ways I need you — yours forever in love… " |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
It varies but the smallest things |
You never know how anything will change |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
And alters but the smallest things |
You never know how anything will fade |
The year grew old incessantly she wrote to me She’d started smoking poetry! |
I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase |
She’d pulled me in… |
I answered her |
A christmas card in sepia |
Arranging when and where |
And how the two of us should meet… |
Her opening so well prepared |
A nervous smile |
I couldn’t take my eyes from her |
She whispered |
«can I use some of your lipstick?» |
It was perfect so believable |
I couldn’t help but feel that it was real |
And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms… |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
It varies but the smallest things |
You never know how anything will change |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
And alters but the smallest things |
You never know how anything will fade |
So alone into the cold new year without another word from her |
I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring |
But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came |
And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same… |
«I'm sorry — blame infatuation — blame imagination — |
I was sure you’d be the one but I was wrong — |
It seems reality destroys our dreams — I won’t forget you — blossom» |
Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes… |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
It varies but the smallest things |
You never know how anything will change |
Strange attraction spreads it’s wings |
And alters but the smallest things |
And you never know… |