Seems like the good times
Happen too early
Or maybe they just start out growing old
You slipped through my arms
In such a hurry
Searching for a softer love to hold
But that's the story of my life
A taste of what love might be like
That's how it is but not the way I chose
And your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Yes your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Oh but ain't it sad the way they come and go
But there's always someone lonely just down the road
And your love is just for strangers, I suppose
So you'll always find a place to hang your clothes
Cause your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Happen too early
Or maybe they just start out growing old
You slipped through my arms
In such a hurry
Searching for a softer love to hold
But that's the story of my life
A taste of what love might be like
That's how it is but not the way I chose
And your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Yes your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Oh but ain't it sad the way they come and go
But there's always someone lonely just down the road
And your love is just for strangers, I suppose
So you'll always find a place to hang your clothes
Cause your love is just for strangers, I suppose
Your love is just for strangers, I suppose