Strange - Connie Smith

Strange I keep loving you why can’t I forget

Strange I keep wanting you needing you and yet

You only bring heartaches strange but when you call

With open arms I take you back that’s the strangest thing of all

Strange can’t get over you oh I see you everywhere

Strange how your mem’ry clings strange why I still care

But when I start forgetting you get lonely so you call

And with open arms I take you back that’s the strangest thing of all

Strange how the chains of love so strong strange your game of love oh so wrong

Why must I go on loving cry each time you call

And with open arms always take you back that’s the strangest thing of all