dear stranger
you don't know me but i wonder
have you ever seen the sky ride so high
open above you like a lover
full of a passion of blue water
dear stranger
you don't know me but i've seen your face only twice
and twice is nice but more would be better
cuz you slip past in iotas
and i want you indelible
dear stranger
you don't know me but i know
that when this summer evening melts away
like a dreamsicle, with me, the stick remains
and that's you
dear stranger
does everyone in your clan have five-mile fingers
if so, thanksgiving dinners must be interesting
please pass the oh, never mind, i got it
i got it bad, i got it
dear stranger
you don't know me but i wonder
are your eyes always warm as chamomile and amber
full of bewilderment and laughter
or am i seeing things
and dear stranger
how much younger are you anyway
you don't say
© 1999 paula pryce