It's pretty up here
I want for you to remember
It was all in your head

And I want for you to know

You can never pretend

Don't try to defend it
It was all in your head
And I want for you to know


In the city people act like strangers
And I never get to see you anymore


And it's all just a dream
I want for you to picture

Things are not what they seem
She leans to me to whisper


You can never pretend
Don't try to defend it
Things are not what they seem

And I want for you to know

In the city people act like strangers

And I never get to see you anymore
In the city people act like strangers
I never get to see you anymore


Oh, no more... Oh, no more...
Oh, no more... Oh, no more...


Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers
Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers

Yes we are... we're all strangers, we're all strangers, we're all strangers
Strangers, we're all strangers, we're all stangers, we're all strangers
Yes we are... are... are...