Strange
How funny things can be
Strange

The things you said to me
Strange
I could have laughed until I cried

Strange
I could have took you for my bride


Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)

Miss tomorrow
Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes

(Here she comes)
Miss tomorrow


Cold
You left me froze to the bone
Cold

Your lips were like kissing stone
Love
You said that love is all you need

Cold
You taught The Beatles let it bleed


Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes
(Here she comes)

Miss tomorrow
Here she comes, miss tomorrow
Here she comes

(Here she comes)
Miss tomorrow