Vreemde Handen [English translation]

I tried to really listen and to hear you

and I heard nothing special in your voice.

When you whispered sweet nothings right on cue

You most probably had made a different choice.

Unknowingly I laid in bed beside you

and I never felt unsure if you were right

till I saw no passion in your body movements

it was clear I was not your shining knight.

And now I lack the courage to straight ask you

whether another stands between us two.

Even though I feel betrayed and humiliated too

I'm just too plain scared that you will go

I did not look at you with eyes wide open

and I don't know if I ever did know you,

my confidence has faded to the realization

that I'm actually just a stranger to you.

And to find myself, caught up in this lie

Has not just left me confused, but also hurt

Cuz you’ve been touched by the hands of a stranger

and that stranger’s lips taste like dirt.

• Artist:Marco Borsato