Singin' To Strangers

He hails from the great state of confusion

In the army he was a major disappointment

Now he's pulling a push broom at the inconvenience store

He had never heard speaking in tongues

Just screamin' and wailin' guitars

And he'd do most anything, to get that feeling in his heart

So he sings to himself

But he never feels right until he's

Singin' to strangers

Every night

When it's cold she wears a mitten and a glove

She says Jesus was handsome but god is just love

And she feels just like and angel stuck on her back in the snow

But she's not scared she will shoot you with a glance

If you look her right back in the eyes you'll see infinite road

And she'd do most anything not to feel so alone

So she sings to herself

But she never feels right until she's

Singin' to strangers

Every night

Have you ever heard speaking in tongues

Or screaming and wailing guitars

Would you do most anything, to get that feeling in your heart

Try

Singin' to strangers

Every night