| Song | Stranger Within |
| Artist | Ultravox |
| Album | Rage In Eden |
| 作曲 : Midge Ure/Chris Cross/Billy Currie/Warren Cann | |
| Light gets through a crack in the door | |
| I tape up the windows once more | |
| Tight like a cold hand of fear | |
| Don't fear the stranger within | |
| Hands that petrify in the air | |
| Eyes catching things never there | |
| Sweet tension caught on my breath | |
| Don't fear the stranger within | |
| Watch every shape that escapes | |
| Scared to make that final mistake | |
| Speak to hear the sound of your voice | |
| Don't fear the stranger within | |
| Sit in the corner with your back to the wall | |
| Pray to your | |
| God with your head in your hands | |
| Your mask of fear is shrinking fast | |
| It's closing in more amour | |
| You stand on borrowed time, your sweating palms and chilling brow | |
| That wide-eyed panic makes you laugh, you cry and laugh | |
| Freeze until the noise decays, a shuffle from behind a door | |
| Your throat is tight, it makes you choke and smoke and choke | |
| Eyes will grow accustomed to the dark, a stifled scream that won't come out | |
| There's nothing more to fear from the stranger within | |
| Don't fear the stranger within | |
| I feel the stranger within | |
| I see the stranger within | |
| Don't know the stranger within | |
| I am the stranger within | |
| I am the stranger within |
| zuò qǔ : Midge Ure Chris Cross Billy Currie Warren Cann | |
| Light gets through a crack in the door | |
| I tape up the windows once more | |
| Tight like a cold hand of fear | |
| Don' t fear the stranger within | |
| Hands that petrify in the air | |
| Eyes catching things never there | |
| Sweet tension caught on my breath | |
| Don' t fear the stranger within | |
| Watch every shape that escapes | |
| Scared to make that final mistake | |
| Speak to hear the sound of your voice | |
| Don' t fear the stranger within | |
| Sit in the corner with your back to the wall | |
| Pray to your | |
| God with your head in your hands | |
| Your mask of fear is shrinking fast | |
| It' s closing in more amour | |
| You stand on borrowed time, your sweating palms and chilling brow | |
| That wideeyed panic makes you laugh, you cry and laugh | |
| Freeze until the noise decays, a shuffle from behind a door | |
| Your throat is tight, it makes you choke and smoke and choke | |
| Eyes will grow accustomed to the dark, a stifled scream that won' t come out | |
| There' s nothing more to fear from the stranger within | |
| Don' t fear the stranger within | |
| I feel the stranger within | |
| I see the stranger within | |
| Don' t know the stranger within | |
| I am the stranger within | |
| I am the stranger within |