Stranger

Don't go away to a farm on your motorcycle
Don't go away
I know that freedom is precious these days
but I won't take yours away
It's just that the flip-side of freedom
Is getting closer to being loneliness
And I need you back here in the city
To find out where one ends and the other begins
Don't be a stranger 'cause I know what you're stranger
I'm the one that you call affectionately weird
But without you I'm just overly bright
And fading out of sight
I think that these things can be put to use
But only when I hold you tight
Only now, I've lost the ride