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I’m a Stranger to this
I’m a stranger to this
This whole ordeal
This entire floating feeling
Is amiss
To a stranger like me
I never grew up in church
Never knew what was up there
Never knew how to pray
Never came around on Sunday
And I never knew what to believe in
I am a stranger to this
Somewhat stuck staring at heaven
Someone held my hand and I was left in
Inside with a question
And what is an angel?
What is this?
The whole world keeps spinning
And I have been living
Knowing nothing
I know nothing
Completely nothing about this
I am just a stranger to this
© SteelBlue
This whole ordeal
This entire floating feeling
Is amiss
To a stranger like me
I never grew up in church
Never knew what was up there
Never knew how to pray
Never came around on Sunday
And I never knew what to believe in
I am a stranger to this
Somewhat stuck staring at heaven
Someone held my hand and I was left in
Inside with a question
And what is an angel?
What is this?
The whole world keeps spinning
And I have been living
Knowing nothing
I know nothing
Completely nothing about this
I am just a stranger to this
© SteelBlue
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