Not Strangers

There must be something in this world That I can't feel anymore There must be something about the girl That's waiting to be explored Oh all the simple things That I miss about you and me All the simple insanity That's where I want to be I miss the stripes on your jeans And the color you loved green All the simple insanity That's where I want to be All the strangers in our world All the strangers in our world All the strangers in our world All the strangers in our world All the strangers in our world All the strangers in our world