Two people caught on a stringA high wire rack above the center ringWhile the audience is wonderingIf we'll make it backTwo people up on a wireOverhead and under fireWhile the audience inquiresIf it's just a nightStrangers, after all we findWe're strangers, after all this timeWe made the long and the lonely climbAnd now we've reached a pointWhere we find we're strangersWe were strangersJust from the startTwo people caught in the tideOn the edge of love and prideAnd both afraid to protestideAnd fall againFall againTwo people playing the partBut which is love and which is allAnd isn't it a little late to startIt all againAll againStrangers, after all we findWe're strangers, after all this timeWe made the long and the lonely climbAnd now we've reached the pointWhere we find we're strangersWe were strangersNo one else from the starsStranger, after all we findWe're strangers, after all this timeWe made the long and the lonely climbAnd now we've reached the barWell, we fought with strangersWe were strangers from the startWe fought with strangersWe were strangers from the startWe fought with strangersWe were strangers from the startWe fought with strangersWe were strangers from the startWe fought with strangersStrangers