He was nervous and excited when he walked in:
She poured him a drink an' they discussed the price of sin.
An' put her hand upon his thigh,
An' when that grown man started cryin',
She did not blink an' eye.
She just held him in her arms like a little child,
An' she laid there an' listened to him talk for a long, long while.
He rambled on about the lawyers,
An' the family torn in two.
He said: "Now it's like this: I'm empty;
"I'm just tryin to get through."
An' the kindness of strangers:
The tears of angels:
An' the wonderin' how to let go,
When the heartache's all you trust.
The quiet of cathedrals,
To cut through the evil:
There's some little ray of hope,
While you watch love turn to rust.
And your soul is bleedin',
What you really need is,
The kindness of strangers.
He put on his coat an' he headed for the door.
She said: "You never got what you paid me for."
She said: "I don't need to keep this money."
He said: "Yeah, you do."
An' she said: "I don't pray much,
"But honey, I'll pray for you."
An' the kindness of strangers:
The kisses of angels:
An' letting go even though,
The heartache's all you trust.
The quiet of cathedrals,
The wings of eagles:
To carry you some hope,
Even though love's turned to rust.
When you really need it:
'Cause your soul is bleedin':
The kindness of strangers.
The kindness of strangers.
The kindness of .....
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