There is a stranger who’ll tell me a story Tell me a story of who I will be Someone who knows about what I’ll discover In the tomorrow that’s waiting for me The twists and the turns The coins to be tossed The games to be played To be won, to be lost The dreams to be followed The sweet and the sad The days to remember The good and the bad
There is a stranger who’ll tell me a story Somehow he knows what the fate shave in store Telling me all from the very beginning All of the things that will happen and more The sound of a voice The touch of a hand A simple hello As if it were planned The doors to be opened The strings to be tied The stars to be wished on The wings to be tried
And as the stranger keeps spinning the story You might get the feeling he’s someone you know Someone you’d like to be more than a stranger Wherever the story may happen to go
A path yet to travel Of/to what lies ahead The questions, the answers The light to be lead/let/. led
There’s so much more that remains to the story Things that may come or may not come to be And as I follow the words of the stranger The more I believe that the stranger is meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
