Strangers

John-Osborne

Two people caught on a string
A high-wire act above the center ring
While the audience is wondering
If they'll make it back

Two people up on a wire
Overhead and under fire
While the audience inquire
If it's just an act

Strangers, after all, we find
We're strangers after all this time
We've made the long and the lonely climb
And now we've reached the part
Where we find we're strangers
We were strangers from the start

Two people caught in the tide
On the edge of love and pride
And both afraid to approach the side
And fall again

Two people playing the part
But which is life and which is art
And isn't it a little late to start
It all again
Strangers, after all, we find
We're strangers after all this time
We've made the long and the lonely climb
And now we've reached the part
Where we find we're strangers
We were strangers from the start
Strangers, after all, we find
We're strangers after all this time
We've made the long and the lonely climb
And now we've reached the part
Where we find we're strangers
We were strangers from the start
We find we're strangers
Strangers from the start
We find we're strangers
Strangers from the start