A Stranger That Feels Like Home

Three in the morning,

A shadow in the rain.

I don't remember knowing you…

So why do I feel this way?

(Why do I feel this way?)

There's a face I keep on drawing,

Though I've never seen it clear.

A silhouette beneath the streetlight,

That somehow feels so near.

There's a bridge I can't remember,

And a voice I almost know.

Every time I try to reach you,

The memories won't let go.

You look at me like you know me,

Like there's something left unsaid.

And I wonder if you recognise

The dreams inside my head.

Why does your silence comfort me?

Why do your eyes feel like the past?

How can someone I've just met

Feel like a love that couldn't last?

You're the stranger that feels like home,

The one I miss but shouldn't know.

A thousand lives I can't recall,

Yet something in me feels them all.

Why does my heart remember you,

When my mind can't find the truth?

If we've been here once before,

Why am I searching for you more?

(Searching for you…)

(The stranger that feels like home…)

There's a blue rose in a garden,

And a letter never read.

There's a thousand broken stories,

And the words we never said.

Sometimes I see you standing,

Where the shadows meet the light.

And something in your gentle smile

Makes the darkness feel alright.

You never ask me to remember,

Never tell me who to be.

You leave the doorway open,

And let me choose what's meant for me.

What if all these missing pieces

Are the moments that we shared?

What if you've been waiting quietly,

While I never knew you cared?

You're the stranger that feels like home,

The one I miss but shouldn't know.

A thousand lives I can't recall,

Yet something in me feels them all.

Why does my heart remember you,

When my mind can't find the truth?

If we've been here once before,

Why am I searching for you more?

What if I loved you once before?

What if I walked through your door?

What if every road I've taken

Was a memory reawakened?

But I don't need another life,

To tell me what I feel tonight.

I don't need the past to see,

The man who's standing here with me.

You're the stranger that feels like home,

But now I know I'm not alone.

I may not remember yesterday,

But I can choose my own way.

And if tomorrow starts anew,

I'll find another road to you.

Not because our story's known,

But because you feel like home.

"There you are…"

I've heard those words before.

And maybe I don't remember everything…

But I know where I belong.

(Where my heart chooses to stay…)