(Curtis Wayne)

There's a stranger in my arms tonight and I know the reason why
I've left her all alone one two many times
She use to tremble at my touch and her kiss was soft and warm
But tonight, there's a stranger in my arms.

She still look's the same and she still talks the same
And she answers when I call her by the same name
But now to late I realize, I let her love for me die
There's a stranger in my arms, tonight.

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She still look's the same and she still talks the same
And she answers when I call her by the same name
But now to late I realize, I let her love for me die
There's a stranger in my arms, tonight.

There's a stranger in my arms, tonight...