Words on the loose, bottle on the ground

Is there still some tenderness,

somewhere to be found?

In too deep, troubled by it all

The fortress of my grace… heading for a fall

In your strange love …

 

A cry for a cry, a tooth for a tooth

Reconcile with God,

your rough killed my smooth

Into the dark, trading laughter for a lie

This murmuring heart

Won’t turn a blind eye

For your strange love

Strange love

 

Words are lost, bottle on the ground

Is there still some tenderness,

somewhere to be found?

Days are gone, before they even end

Fate is falling while fighting for a friend

In your strange love

Strange love…

Strange love…

Strange love…