The rain against the windshield endlessly 
For many years i cruised around the world 
I've finally disembarked my ship of fools 
A hero then, a stranger to return 
I'd trade my goldrush 'gainst your silvernets 
To know what happened after all this time 
And in your arms i'm lost forevermore 
I wonder how you ever felt in mine 
Isn't it strange, i still can hear your call 
Isn't it strange, i'm not a ghost at all 
Isn't it strange or is it just insane 
Isn't it strange, the glory and the fame 
Still falls the rain.. 
Do you remember how we used to play 
And how we waved our banners in the sun 
Do you remember how we gave ourselves away 
For some strange kind of fun 
And how we smiled as if we'd understood the writings on the walls 
And cooked our spice on silver spoons 
And if we wouldn't see the light 
We overdosed the foll'wing night 
Isn't it strange... 
I've got burnholes in my fingers that could not ease your pain 
Or was it me who killed the blue inside your eyes? 
When silence grew behind our shadows on the wall 
But if all was silent, could we hear a bit more? 
I wonder can you hear me now? - isn't it strange 
Ohhh... 
Isn't it strange, i still can hear your call 
Isn't it strange, i'm not a ghost at all 
Isn't it strange or is it just insane 
Isn't it strange, the glory and the fame 
Still falls the rain..