Stranger On A BusAm I really here, or, am I just a mirror, for your smile?Will we be together, through bad weather, or, for a short while? Am I really your brother, or is our only mother, earth, the place of our birth And the maker of each face in the whole human race, the shaker worth our grace? Am I the only one who feels this way? Or, a lonely son, who steals his way From town to God-forsaken town? Would it be any different If I was your sister, my heart bent On nothing, but a long, white, wedding gown? Am I really your father, or, am I just a bother-a-tion to you all? Do you want me in my grave, or, must I still be your savior, when you call? Will we be together, through bad weather, or, for a short while? Am I really here? Or, am I still a mirror, but a mirror, a mirror for your smile? A note on the MOOD of this song: It may sound serious, but it's "tongue-in-cheek" - by the time it gets to the obvious part of the last verse...think Cheshire Cat... |

