Travelling the road less known is where i want to be
My compass directing electing an open road with golden trees
But there's a old man in need on the ground
I try not to make a sound
he holds out his hand as i walk away
I hear him say
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Yeah
Travelling I come to a tavern for a momentary rest
I see the old man that I passed
On the road in his distress
I turn to go then I hear him say
Son stay have a drink I'll pay
Let bygones be gone it;s all in the past
We raise a glass
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Yeah
What if I could be what you wanted me to be
What if I could see what you wanted me to see
Well come on and show me
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Please don't be a stranger in my place
Yeah
(repeat to end)