strange boy

no one seems to know where you live

who you are or where you came from

everybodys so negative

they treat you like

like you don't belong

but there's something about you

that's gotta hold of me

you walk for hours in

the pouring rain

you keep my picture in

a broken frame

you leave dead flowers

spelling out my name

you're such a strange boy

you're my strange boy

you're such a strange boy

my strange boy

you never listen to the radio

cut you're hair or ware the right clothes

you always seem to go against the flow

but you know who you wana be

and there's something about you

that's gotta hold of me

you walk for hours in

the pouring rain

you keep my picture in

a broken frame

you leave dead flowers

spelling out my name

you're such a strange boy

you're my strange boy

you're such a strange boy

my strange boy

i dont care what they say

'cos they dont understand

you and me we're the same

and we dont give a damn

so let me come into your world

and we can run away

you walk for hours in

the pouring rain

you keep my picture in

a broken frame

you leave dead flowers

spelling out my name

you're such a strange boy

you're my strange boy

you're such a strange boy

my strange boy