Strange, how you and I don't speak
Strange, how we're so strong and weak,
I don't want to talk to you,
Sure you feel the same way, too,
And so we've made our minds up
And everything can stay that way.

Strange, how time just slips away,
Strange, it's almost New Year's Day,
And so another year's gone by
And not a word from you or I
And riding down the toll road,
I begin to wish you'd say,

"Look, if your day's gone bad
And you just feel sad and alone tonight,
You know you might try callin',
The walls might fall if you'd phone tonight",
I don't want to talk to you,
Then again I guess I do,
But I can't let my pride down
And you, of course, must have your way.
Strange--

Strange, how strange best friends can be
Strange when best friends disagree,
I suppose we'll meet again,
Somewhere by surprise and then
Maybe risk a hand shake,
Maybe that would be okay,

But if your day's gone bad
And you just feel sad and alone tonight,
You know you might try callin',
The walls might fall if you'd phone tonight,
I don't want to talk to you,
Then again, well, yes, I do,
But I can't let my pride down
And you, of course, must have your way.
Strange,
Strange,
Strange.

Writer : SICOTTE, ANTOINE/RENALD, JAMES
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing