Learn to be a stranger. Blond on blond. In silence she says..."excalibur". I beg of you now. What was it that fell. Was it.... . One fallen leaf. Like the feather that it was. Was...freedom by choice. Or baby...was it love. Was it a thorn in your side. Something that you hide. Something you don't touch. Because it hurts too much. Ooo.... . Well...have you come to see. That my face is not seen. Ooo...outside my frost covered windows. Oh and just how deep.... Do you hold that dream. In your hands each night...this time. In your hands each night...this time. . Oh was it you.... I heard calling...which voice. Well I know that you are going. Which voice.... Did I force you to remember. In the sacred name of love.... . To be brave save the stranger. Sable on blond.... Dark upon light.... Because it hurts too much. Just how deep. Do you hold that dream. In your hands each night. In your hands each night. In your hands each night. . Ooh...I beg of you now. What was it that fell. Well this time I think it was you babe. This time. Ooo...well I think it was you babe. This time. Ooo...well I think that it was you baby. This time...