Texty: Beatles, The. Stranger In My Arms.

You're a stranger in my arms

when i saw you standing there

without a wooly ho i hair

you're a stranger in my arms



you're a stranger in my arms

i want it so much

and me on a road somewhere



You're a stranger in my arms

when the lights are very low

and the sky is on the celing

and there's no one there to know



Oh its gone off