Lyrics:

(DickUsher)Some times I feel I lost somethingIn gaining everything,But I can't put my finger on what it was,It's just one of those nagging feelings,Like sitting with your back to an open doorWaiting on a favourite stranger.I find it hard to talk about, its not easyAs you might expectJust sitting here waiting, trying to acceptThat there's something missing,That there's something not quite thereAnd that's why you're sitting there.Listening to me as I try to explain thatchorus: You're my favourite strangerBut don't read between the lines,I could say that I love you at this momentIn passing time,But I could honestly tell youI don't know why I'm here,Sharing all my problems with youWhen you've already got your own share,From favourite strangers.Maybe it's just I need an audience toPretend it's all an act,But all I gain is your confidenceAnd a number in a filofaxOn the terms that it's a first nameThat'll run one day in split champagneAnd I'll recollect and just acceptThat you were one of my favourite strangers.(chorus)Sometimes I know I lost everythingIn gaining something,But I can't put my finger on what it wasIts just one of those nagging feelingslike sitting with your back to an open door,Expecting favourite strangers.