I Am Oak Stranger
Talk to me now
Speak up and you'll be heard
Talk to me now
Because I don't know
What it's like to be you
No, I don't know
What it's like to be you
I admit it
I find
I was fooled
By the light
That used to rope around you
Like curious fruits
Gathered around you
Ready to be picked
Now I don't know
What it's like to be you
I'm not trying to be a stranger
I'm not trying to be a stranger
I'm not trying to be a stranger
