Dave McPherson - Handshakes For Strangers lyrics

That's a pretty tight stare, you got me there I know I bring it upon myself, I can blame it on no-one else any more The question remains, is it the same? I think not, the colours have changed their tone The saints have gone back home, yeah, yeah I know they told me so but I never learn I guess I bring it upon myself, myself, myself, myself It's not many times you see this sort of thing It's not many times we greet a stranger in The door has been broken time and time again I guess this time I don't know where to begin Handshakes for strangers That's a pretty nice dress, you got me there But it, it wouldn't suit anyone else, the minutes,they count themselves, seconds march They make sure while they're telling you they stop for a moment which you really don't suit To something you can't refute any more Well, I told you so but you never learn I guess we bring it upon ourselves, ourselves, ourselves, ourselves It's not many times you see this sort of thing It's not many times we greet a stranger in The door has been broken time and time again I guess this time I don't know where to begin Handshakes for strangers The cloud isn't dry yet (Is not dry yet) The duct isn't clear yet (Is not clear yet) The problem has not been solved (I'm still trying) These illusions haven't been solved It's not every day you see this sort of thing It's not every day you see this sort of thing It's not many times you see this sort of thing It's not many times we greet a stranger in The door has been broken time and time again I guess this time I don't know where to begin Handshakes for strangers Handshake-shake-sh-sh-shake Handshakes for strangers Handshake-shake-sh-sh-shake-shake Handshakes for strangers