the pains of being pure at heart
strange
When everyone was doing drugs, we were just doing love A stranger said you're strange like me  Ana, our dreams are coming true  Don't tell me that a day will come when we dress like everyone 'Cause I can tell you're strange like me  Don't say the hour's growing late Don't say we should be going straight 'Cause I can tell you're strange like me  And dreams can still come true, And it's coming true for you