Strange girl
Silent girl
You've seen her eyes like flashing stones
She's passing through, between the bars
Strange, strange

Strange girl
Haunted girl
Her back is turned
You call her name
And when she turns
Some part of her somehow remains
Turned away
Toward somewhere else where we can't go
Somewhere strange

Strange is free
Strange goes where it pleases
If no one knows, then no one interferes
What's it's name?
Does it talk?
Does it feel?
It's a she
Is she real?

Mona Lisa never moves
She sits and stares into the room
But not this girl
She's there one day and then she's gone
Strange girl
Not just a girl
Did something happen to make her change?
What does she know that made her so
So strange?