....I heard your words long ago, played on the radio....

...No Stranger to Me....


...a song fills the air....

I'd made up my mind I was going to go home...
I'd heard enough music. I'd seen all my friends.
The rain fallin' down on the festival crowds
had dampened the spirit and frayed the nerve ends...

Eyes nearly closing from too little sleep...
a long journey home... I leaned on the fences.
A song fills the air and you're everywhere.
I'm stopped in my tracks as you shatter my senses...

And I don't believe what I'm hearing...
I can't believe what I'm feeling.
We've never met - yet you're no stranger to me.

...a song fills the air....

I'd built defences - now here you stand,
breaking them down like a wave on the shore....
wearing down walls in a castle of sand.
Yet as they're falling, I'm calling for more!

And I don't believe what I'm hearing...
I can't believe what I'm feeling.
We've never met - yet you're no stranger to me.

...a song fills the air....

I heard your words long ago, played on the radio.
I knew them all by heart - I lived each line -
and I still remember them
(though Lord knows we've changed since then).
Now here you go again - why tell me why.....

...does that edge on your voice cut me clean to the bone?
Its memory alone will haunt me tomorrow.
But something about you goes straight to my soul.
It's your wild combination of beauty and sorrow....

And I don't believe what I'm hearing...
I can't believe what I'm feeling.
We've never met - yet you're no stranger to me.

Lyrics & Music: © Rosie Hardman, 1979

...a song fills the air....

Recorded on 'Stopped in My Tracks'
Plant Life Records : PLR 023

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