Perfect Stranger


I was unwinding, coming out of what had been
following my starry sign
It was feeling good to be, in control – finally
then I looked into the eyes of a perfect stranger.

Oh no I could feel myself falling
under the spell of a perfect stranger
I could do nothing, mystics were calling
giving my heart to a perfect stranger.

I’m in no hurry, I believe in what will be
Karma watches every soul
You to me are mystery, but I know – destiny
takes me where the river flows to a secret
ocean.

Oh no I could feel myself falling
under the spell of a perfect stranger
I could do nothing, mystics were calling
Giving my heart to a perfect stranger.

Tell me I’m dreaming, tell me I’m imagining
magic perfume in the air
All around desire lies – in your voice – in your
eyes
Sheer delight is everyhere like a golden
morning.

Oh no I could feel myself falling
Under the spell of a perfect stranger
I could do nothing, mystics were calling
Giving my heart to a perfect stranger.


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