Strangers

Where are you going? I don't mind
Well, I've killed my world and I've killed my time
Where do I go? What do I see?
I see many people looking out for me

Where you going? I don't mind
If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die
So I will follow you wherever you go
If your offered hand is still open to me

Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two, we are one
So we've been where I've just come
From the land that brings losers on

And we will share this road we walk
And mind our mouths and beware our talk
'Til peace we find tell you what I'll do
All the things I own I will share with you

If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
Then we'll take what we want and give the rest away
Strangers on this road we are on
But we are not, two we are one

Strangers on this road we are on
But we are not two, we are one