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…