For a Moment We're Strangers

S. Kilbey
(Sony/ATV Music Publishing Pty Ltd.)

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Aug. 19, 2013]

In the empty place the soul stripped bare
Of skins and heart and I come apart
In your icy hands
I forget my role, as I stare into your soul

In the empty place you change your mind
You change your clothes, you change your pose
For a perfect fit
I forget the cast, as I stare into your past

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second or always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say

In the empty place we dress our wounds
Collect our coats, and a window gloats
Above a street
I prepare my case, as I stare into your face

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second or always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say

Just one me one you
This world contains a few
Is it true, is it truly new
Are we through the stolen door once more

In the empty place we dress our wounds
Collect our coats, and a window gloats
Above a street
I prepare my case, as I stare into your face

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second or always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say
Such strange things you say


Version on Steve Kilbey's Bedroom Demos:

[added Sept. 20, 2016 - Different lyrics are marked in red.]

In the empty place the soul stripped bare
Of skins and heart and I come apart
In your icy hands
I forget my role, as I stare into your soul

In the empty place I change my mind
You change your clothes, you change your pose
For a perfect fit
I forget the cast, as I stare into your past

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second it's always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say

In the empty place we dress our wounds
Collect our coats, and a window gloats
Above a street
I prepare my case, as I stare into your face

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second it's always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say

As yet the word from you
But don't I know you
Is this true, is this truly new
Are we through the stolen door once more

In the empty place we dress our wounds
Collect our coats, and a window gloats
Above a street
I prepare my case, as I stare into your face

For a moment we're strangers
For a minute you look away
For a second it's always
For an instant another day
Such strange things you say
Such strange things you say
Such strange things you say