The Stranger - Vanilla Fudge

(You stand, tall about you

It stands, in august heat

Below in the market street

You wander, the old road)

He can’t take his eyes off you, so sudden the breeze feels cool

You’re caught in his bright eyes, blue stare so far from hell

So you run, run from the stranger

In this alien land

So you run, run from the stranger

Run away while you can

(Making your better way, you seek out a dark café

You sit at a vacant table feigning a smile)

You force out a laugh somehow

Maybe it’s over now

But then you turn around

He’s been there all the while

So you run, run from the stranger

In this alien land

So you run, run from the stranger

Run as fast you can, run, run

Tunisian moon, flooding the sky with light

You reach your hotel room

Everything seems alright

Tunisian moon revealing a shadowy wight

It’s the stranger, stranger!

So you run, run from the stranger

Run as fast as you can, oh, whoa

Stranger

Stranger

So you run, run

Ah, so you run, so you run

From the stranger…