Take my hand I’m a stranger in paradise. All lost in a wonderland. A stranger in paradise. If I stand starry eyed there’s a danger in paradise for mortals who stand beside an angel like you. I saw your face ascended, out of the common place and into the rare. Now somewhere out in space, I hang suspended until I’m certain that there’s a chance that you care. Won’t you answer the fervent prayer of a stranger in paradise. Don’t send me in dark despair from all that I hunger for. But open your angel’s arm to the stranger in paradise. And tell her that she need be a stranger no more.