Strangers

Martina McBride · Collector's Edition [2008]

Two strangers passing on the sidewalk

Barely brush each other's hand

He says, I'm sorry.

She says, Don't worry.

And that is how it all began.



A few short days and nights together,

And it's like they were meant to be.

Lying there with her

He softly whispers,

Just think what we were so recently.



Strangers

Strangers

World's greatest lovers

Last week we were strangers.



Two strangers passing in the hallway

Barely touch each other's heart.

Now they're pretending,

Two shadows blending,

But they're a million miles apart.



Soon she'll be packing up her suitcase.

They'll be dividing all the blame.

They know how they started,

Now empty-hearted

They don't have a clue how they became



Strangers

Strangers

World's greatest lovers

And now they are strangers.



World's greatest lovers

Have turned into strangers.



Strangers

Strangers