STRANGER’S BLUES – WORDS AND MUSIC BY MITCHELL TREGER
© Mitchell Treger 

I remember meeting you before 
I remember waiting
Waiting for the storm to blow away

I remember driving
Southbound from the highland
The radio and me we’re all confused
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues

I remember holding her for days and believing
Breathing in the sea and believing

You could take a goldfish out of the bowl
For more than an unbearable second
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues

It must have been the ebb and flow of tides
The moon will never know
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues

As the train rolls to another track
And the wheels spin
Someone may look back beyond the bridge

I remember driving eastbound from the wreckage
The metronome and me, time misused,
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues 

It must have been the ebb and flow of tides
The moon will never know
Drugged into the verse of a stranger’s blues

It must have been the ebb and flow of tides 
The moon will never know
Verse into the chorus of a stranger's blues