The Comfort Of Strangers - Julia Fordham

I’m jam packed full of movie clips and other junk

TV shows and videos and another whole bunch of stuff

It’s like a snippet of a song that no longer belongs

And I’m looking to the comfort of strangers

It’s noisy and disjointed in this tangled mess

I’m jarred and jangling on a raw and jagged edge

It’s like a picture that has faded the colours have all blurred

And I’m drawn to the comfort of strangers.

And I see myself lying in your arms

When I close my eyes at night

No complex conversation

Ooh to taste the comfort of strangers

I’m fit to burst with CD tracks and stereo

Coupled with bad memories that just never seem to go

And you’d have think that I’d learnt that I always get burned

When I take refuge in the comfort of strangers

Still I see myself lying in your arms

When I close my eyes at night

No complex conversation

Ooh to taste the comfort of strangers

Oh lead me not into temptation

To fight these feelings of frustration

I want a stillness inside and a silence of mind

And to stop dreaming of the comfort of strangers

And I see myself lying in your arms

When I close my eyes at night

And I see myself lying in your arms

When I close my eyes at night

No complex conversation

Ooh to taste the comfort, I want to taste the comfort

Oh please give me the comfort of your arms

The comfort of strangers

The comfort of strangers

It’s you, only you

The stranger I’ve been dreaming of

I close my eyes and I’m lying in your arms

Your arms, with you, with you

The stranger I’ve been dreaming of

I close my eyes

The comfort of strangers

The comfort of strangers