The Stranger

Oh, I can look at strangers
 and I can rearrange them.
 Reflection cast right back at us.
 Can we still put our faith in saviors?
 No semi-mental journey.
 Oh, I can be the stranger and I will recreate my mind.
 So I'll find those that play there
 but can't trust half of my playthings, no
 The Stranger.
 Broken mirror; seven years.
 Well, that's some kind of luck.
 Shall I put my trust in strangers?
 Their shattered dreams falls into dust.
 I can't recall just what I'm after.
 Can't recall just what we're after, no.
 Oh, I can be the stranger and I will sink into those eyes.
 Yes, I will be the stranger,
 get back to all that I've searched for.
 The Stranger.
 Broken mirror, seven years.
 Well, that's some kind of luck,
 that's some kind of luck.
 I thought you were my friend, but you are
 The Stranger.