Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me. And… — Pink Floyd Copy Share Image
“I remember The way you used to hold me. I remember The thrill we used to share. We seem to be Strangers… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me” — Pink Floyd Copy Share Image
