I grab your hand and then we run to the car singing in the street and playing air guitar. Stuck between my teeth just like a candy bar.
And I wonder if it goes too far to say I've never recognized a purer face, you stopped me in my tracks and put me right in my place.
Used to think that loving meant a painful chase, but you're right here now and I think you'll stay.
Oh, we're dancin' in my living room, and up come my fists, and I say I'm only playing, but the truth is this: I've never seen a mouth that I would kill to kiss and I'm terrified, but the truth is this, I said, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I know that beautiful strangers only come along to do me wrong. And I hope, beautiful stranger, here you are in my arms and I think it's finally, finally, finally, finally, finally safe... for me to fall.