Stranger - Lola Marsh

During my younger years

Just like a fuse, they’ve got me burning like a rocket

But I was so serene

For I knew I had a bit of sunshine in my pocket

Conceal my broken wings, they were bruised and battered

Reveal my shiny scars, a reminder of my courage

Stranger to my past, moving, jumping fast

I am the wind, they are the mountains

My only consolation is I’ll always have some sunshine in my pocket

Conceal my broken wings, they were bruised and battered

Reveal my shiny scars, a reminder of my courage

Hmm…

Oh… oh…

Stranger to my past, moving, jumping fast

I am the wind

Stranger to my past, moving, jumping fast

I am the wind

Stranger to my past, moving, jumping fast

I am the wind

Hush now, patience is a friend

Take a breath towards your end

Hmm…