Sometimes I feel that this song describe a part of my life..or a part of my feelings..about people and about me
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down...but this is my way ...that doesn't meen is reality
