(Room in Rome)
Loving strangers, loving strangers, 
loving strangers, oh…

I’ve got a hole in my pocket 
where all the money has gone 
and I’ve got a whole lot of work 
to do with your heart 
cause it’s so busy, mine’s not 

Loving strangers, loving strangers, 
loving strangers, oh… 

It’s just the start of the winter 
and I’m all alone 
and I’ve got my eye right on you 
give me a coin and I'll take you to the moon 
give me a beer and I’ll kiss you so foolishly, 
like you do when you lie, when you’re not in my thoughts, 
like you do when you lie and I know it’s my imagination 

Loving strangers, loving strangers, 
loving strangers, oh…