Chris & Carla

Comfort of a stranger

Chris & Carla


A stranger came 
To this forsaken place 
To shake me from my whiskey guilt 
To cure my tremblin' ways 

Now there is not a door 
That I will not kick down 
No lock I will not break 
No guilty verdict found 
Ever since you been around 

You won't believe the lenghts I've travelled 
To medicate the danger 
But all the medicines, seem wasted 
In the comfort of a stranger 

You ain't some fool that came here for the fakin' 
A racetrack prize that can be overtaken 
You give the comfort of 
Give me the comfort of a stranger 

You recognize the genious of this place 
The shadows hide the cynic on my face 
You give the comfort of 
Give me the comfort of a stranger