Oh, why do the leaves of the mulberry tree
Whisper differently now?
And why is the nightingale singing at noon
On the mulberry bough?
For some most mysterious reason
This isn't garden I know
No, it's paradise
Now that was only a garden
A moment ago
Take my hand
I'm a stranger in paradise
All lost in a wonderland
A stranger in paradise
If I stand starry-eyed
That's the danger in paradise
For mortals who stand beside
An angel like you
I saw your face
And I ascended
Out of the commonplace
Into the rare
Somewhere in space
I hang suspended
Until I know
There's a chance that you care
Won't you answer this fervent prayer
Of a stranger in paradise
Don't send me in dark despair
From all that I hunger for
But open your angel's arms
To this stranger in paradise
And tell him that he needs to be
A stranger no more
