The Robert Reynolds Band - Perfect Stranger

He was a perfect stranger he had an eye for danger
There was always a ghost or two hanging around
There were things that had happened too many to mention
It seemed like nothing was ever gonna get resolved
Pride was the driver the truck was out of control
The faces in the picture looked tired and old
Can't turn back the clock some things can't be fixed
And ya can't teach those old dogs new tricks

What don't kill ya sposta make ya strong
Well i got news for you that's just wrong
If it's really bad and you ain't dying
Then you're gonna have a life that ain't worth living

She was a great lover she had an eye for trouble
There was always a guy or two hanging around
She had done too many moves she just couldn't remember
It felt like no one ever really knew who she would be
Vanity moved her and the train was a wreck
Her face was the map of all the people she broke
She had a lot of work done but some things can't be hid
And there were no dogs left to teach

They were good people they always seemed to prosper
But the cost of living was just a little too high
They moved up so fast till they hit that glass ceiling
And it wasn't long before they burned out and crashed
Greed was the killer and their stuff just weighed them down
They looked like the pictures that they had always hated
Don't pick up the pieces there was nothing there ya wanted
Just try to find a way to get back home

Written by:
Robert Reynolds

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