I'm a Stranger Here Myself

I'm a Stranger Here Myself - Teresa Stratas

Tell me is love still a popular suggestion

Or merely an obsolete art

Forgive me for asking this simple question

I'm unfamiliar with his heart

I'm a stranger here myself

Why is it wrong to murmur I adore him

When it's shamefully obvious I do

Does love embarrass him or does it bore him

I'm only waiting for my cue

I'm a stranger here myself

I dream of a day of a gay warm day

With my face between his hands

Have I missed the path

Have I gone astray

I ask and no one understands

Love me or leave me that seems to be the question

I don't know the tactics to use

But if he should offer a personal suggestion

How could I possibly refuse

When I'm a stranger here myself

Please tell me tell a stranger

By curiosity goaded

Is there really any danger

That love has been outmoded

I'm interested especially

In knowing why you waste it

True romance is so fleshly

With what have you replaced it

What is your latest foible

Is gin rummy more exquisite

Is skiing more enjoyable

For heaven's sake what is it

I can't believe that love has lost it's glamour

That passion is really passé

If gender is just a word in grammar

How can I ever find my way

Since I'm a stranger here myself

How can he ignore my available condition

Why these Victorian views

You see here before you a woman with a mission

I must discover the key to his ignition

And then if he should make a diplomatic proposition

How could I possibly refuse

How could I possibly refuse

When I'm a stranger here myself