on santa monica city pier
we watch the people who gather here
the uninvited who've lost their way
and now we're all here to stay
it's a strange world after all
multi-colourful lives we run
to catch a glimpse of the setting sun
i can't imagine how life would be
if you were not here with me
or ride your bicycle anywhere
it doesn't matter that much to me
cause we're pretty good company
it's a strange world after all