Something strange is goin' on
I can feel it in my bones
Something strange is goin' on
'Cause you sound cold on the phone
Cold on the phone
Girl, you know that I
I feel some kind of pressure
Disorder, oh
You know that I
I can see through your mind like an open book, baby
So don't waste our time
Get to the point with no masquerade
What can I do?
What can I do to make you happy?
To make you love me?
Tell me why
Why do you slip like the sand
Through my fingers?
What's that thing I've done
That could have you gone?
Something strange is goin' on
I can feel it in my bones
Something strange is goin' on
'Cause you sound cold on the phone
Cold on the phone
Oh think, 'bout all the things you're giving up
You said you know what you're leaving
I hope you know where you're going
'Cause this is what it's all about
Thought that you, and I
Thought that you and I would be working
Thought that I'd not be alone again
Something strange is goin' on
I can feel it in my bones
Something strange is goin' on
'Cause you sound cold on the phone
Cold on the phone
Something strange is