Bert Jerred - Saints and Strangers Lyrics

I think it's strange
How I went out driving
I was trying to find
A way to keep from slowing down
And I was a little bit lonely
I turned the radio on
To fight out the sound
Of love in an innocent sentence
In a matter of moments
In between these lines
I think it's strange
To second guess the answer
You get from talking to saints
And strangers in your mind
You try to tell yourself it's over
Try to tell yourself you're fine
And you
You are the latest fashion
They want to take you to London
They want to wear you out
Try to tell yourself it's simple
Try to tell the world you're fine
I think it's strange
How I went out driving
I was trying to find
A way to keep from slowing down