Besedila: Sarah McLachlan. Touch. Strange World.

We walk without a sound across a barren landscape
Your eyes are twisted down to a dew entrailed ground
We watch the stars as they slowly fade away and in the clearing sky I see
The cold stone face of morning setting in on me

It's a strange world
It's a very strange world that leaves me
Holding on to nothing when there's nothing left to lose

Your touch is cold and damp, the devil's in your eyes
I wonder why I always let you lead me on this way
'Cause you see only what you want to see
You feel only what you want to
And I am on the outside of your strange world

It's a strange world
It's a very strange world that leaves me
Holding on to nothing when there's nothing left to lose

We're walking hand in hand, we'll walk this way forever
Our eyes have risen to the water's edge watching with the tides
The stars have fallen to another day and the sun warms our path to
Find the reasons leave us far behind in our strange world

It's a strange world
It's a very strange world that leaves me
Holding on to nothing when there's nothing left to lose