Lyrics
Sing me a song, about the way we'll get along...
When the day turns into night.
Wishes are just words, but your actions will be heard, when you're holding me tight.
But I'm living in a glass ball, I'm trapped inside a snowfall, you, you just keep shaking me up for fun.
But I, I wish I was your stranger...
That you couldn't take your eyes off of, from across a crowded room.
I wish I was your favorite song, that you listened to over and over, until you learned to sing along...
Write me a story, about the way you adore me, when I pause before I proceed. Then push me away love, because, that's what makes love, easier for me to see.
Well, I'm living in a ten inch screen, I'm trapped inside a magazine, of all these faces you wish I could be...
But I, I wish I was your stranger, that you couldn't take your eyes off of, from across a crowded room.
I wish I was your frim fram sauce, cause then you'd be satisfied, with only me and only I...cause I could...
Feel the pressure building up on my back, the knots are building alliances to pay me back. My feet don't want to follow yours anymore, but, here I'm stuck between goodbye, and your door, your door...
I wish I was your Stranger, that you couldn't take your eyes off of, from across a crowded room, I wish I was your favorite song, cause then you'd be satisfied with only me and only I.
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