Nothing left to mend, nothing left to break. What is there to dream about for lovers out of faith? Should I be surprised, should I break and cry? What is there to mind about when love is just a lie? Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Never mind my call, promises I make Never mind my empty heart, affection that I fake. We were so damn fine, no we're lost and sore. What is there to talk about when lovers dream no more? Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light Strangers in the night, love is lost and paralyzed. Strangers in the night running from the light