A Stranger Is A Friend You Haven't Yet Met

A shredded rear tyre on a quiet country track The night is approaching and there's no turning back Then out of the half-light a Tradie drives by He makes us road-ready and shouts a good-bye Ella's children are sleeping, she's tired and she's spent Sixty-five hours of nursing, but she can't pay the rent A letter in the mailbox, she opens in dread "Your home is secured", the thank-you note said Take a good look around you at the start of the day See the ordinary people with their ordinary ways Don't be shy; show a kindness that they'll never forget A stranger is a friend you haven't yet met A morning of meetings, Stacey stands in a queue Five minutes for lunch, she leaves; what else can she do? But her food is delivered and all he will say "Have your lunch; take a minute and have a good day" Take a good look around when on a train or a bus See the ordinary people, who don't want a fuss Don't be shy; show a kindness that they'll never forget A stranger is a friend you haven't yet met And when you are sleepy at the end of your day Think of the ordinary people and their ordinary ways But the kindness you gave them, they will never forget A stranger is a friend you haven't yet met A stranger is a friend you haven't yet met A stranger is a friend you haven't yet met