Strangers

John-Osborne
 Two people caught on a string
 A high-wire act above the center ring
 While the audience is wondering
 If they'll make it back
 Two people up on a wire
 Overhead and under fire
 While the audience inquire
 If it's just an act
 Strangers, after all, we find
 We're strangers after all this time
 We've made the long and the lonely climb
 And now we've reached the part
 Where we find we're strangers
 We were strangers from the start
 Two people caught in the tide
 On the edge of love and pride
 And both afraid to approach the side
 And fall again
 Two people playing the part
 But which is life and which is art
 And isn't it a little late to start
 It all again
 Strangers, after all, we find
 We're strangers after all this time
 We've made the long and the lonely climb
 And now we've reached the part
 Where we find we're strangers
 We were strangers from the start
 Strangers, after all, we find
 We're strangers after all this time
 We've made the long and the lonely climb
 And now we've reached the part
 Where we find we're strangers
 We were strangers from the start
 We find we're strangers
 Strangers from the start
 We find we're strangers
 Strangers from the start