Secrets to a Stranger

[couchgrouch]

Secrets to a StrangerI wandered that boulevardfeeling hopeless and lostthe red moon was a jack of heartswith its face worn offwomen roamed the sidewalksand most of them knew me wellbut that night I wanted to talkand somehow I needed to tellmy secrets to a strangerall I'd kept concealedsome think there's a dangerletting their souls be revealedbut when we feel weak,we grow stronger if we speakour secrets to a strangernighttime was the only worldI'd ever felt welcome inwhere newspapers spin and twirllike jewel box dancers on the windbut I ducked in off the streeta cold stone in my chestthen a shadow sat next to meand like a child I confessedmy secrets to a strangerall I'd kept concealedsome think there's a dangerletting their souls be revealedbut when we feel weak,we grow stronger if we speakour secrets to a strangerhours ran...my eyes turned redas they released my pastall night I poured out my regretstill dawn shined through that stained glasslong before I met himhe knew how I feltbut that night I found a friendall I had to do was tellmy secrets to a strangerall I'd kept concealedsome think there's a dangerletting their souls be revealedbut if we feel weak,we grow stronger when we speakour secrets to a stranger(c)2004 Robert George