Quimby - As Perfect Strangers lyrics

as perfect strangers All over the world the time is the same the time when we are changing New ways to find old ones to blame just save a smoke for the morning I could cry, cry for the Savior for I hope every evening t hat my flame sleeps away and the whole wide world is an ashtray for me in the morning As perfect strangers I wear down the world meeting bad angels down on the earth Under the sky the scene is the same we sin and then comes the praying Wounded girls wounded games they try to keep on playing I had a tale and I had a partner but now they're gone with the night train There must be a wind up or down under that shows me the right way As perfect strangers I wear down the world meeting bad angels down on the earth Fellows, it seems I'm losing the flame and running out of dreams with the morning train