She the perfect stranger
lost without a soul
dreaming in the night
trying to stop the fight
as so slowly begins to walk
with no destination in mind
she walks down the road
mind wondering into another place
her tear stained face
tells a story of a hurt soul
one who is lost in this life
deep in her eyes
you see the fear
as the images of her past
come back so fast
she walks through the street
remembering those times
when the hurt wasn't there
when somebody really cared
she the perfect stranger
everyone sees
showing the same expression
each passing day
no one there to help her through
her soul empty inside
though the tears she hides
but you see them
forming behind her soft eyes
broken inside with every bone strong
it hard not to see
something is wrong
as she wanders through the dark
looking for the save place to hide
form all the pain
no one can really explain
but we all see her
and we think we know
this perfect stranger with a name
living her life mixed up in a confusing game
that she will never win
and we all see her in sin
for her life cost her so much pain
and every night she walks
to clear her head
of all the things once said
she's on her own
and always will be
but everyone will always see
she's the perfect stranger
and everyone knows her life
