The first time you appeared there as a shadow on the wall
the second time I barely even saw you there at all
And all the dreams and fantasies that put you to the test -
I take the faintest outline, and my mind fills in the rest
Will I need you like a brand new morning sun?
Or will I grow to hate you like all the other ones?
But what I think you are is all I see
and as long as you're a stranger
as long as you're a stranger you'll stay perfect to me
Every night a lonely fight for something to be clear
I turn the page of dreary days and that's where you appear
So I build you up in little clay constructions in my head
and I like what I see
Will I need you like a brand new morning sun?
Or will I grow to hate you like all the other ones?
But what I think you are is all I see
and as long as you're a stranger
as long as you're a stranger you'll stay perfect to me
I used to seek within the crowd a place for me to hide
or look in every eye and try to find myself inside
But in all this confusion I have finally seen the light
I'll never know a person like the you I know tonight
Will I need you like a brand new morning sun?
Or will I grow to hate you like all the other ones?
But what I think you are is all I see
and as long as you're a stranger
as long as you're a stranger you'll stay perfect to me