Church Skins And Heart For A Moment We're Strangers In the empty place the soul stripped bare Of skins and heart and I come apart In your icy hands I forget my role, as I stare into your soul In the empty place you change your mind You change your clothes you change your pose For a perfect fit I forget the cast, as I stare into your past
For a moment we're strangers For a minute you look away For a second or always For an instant another day Such strange things you say
In the empty place we dress our wounds Collect our coats, a window gloats Above a street I prepare my case, as I stare into your face
Just one me one you The world contains a few Is it true, is it truly new Are we through the stolen door once more