| Song | Love's Strange Ways |
| Artist | Chris Rea |
| Album | Water Sign |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When passion shines her blinding light on you | |
| You know my friend there's nothing that you can really do | |
| Just follow on behind her veil of deepest purple haze | |
| Down, to love's strange ways | |
| Drowning in her laughter as you go | |
| Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low | |
| Dangerous times are these, but oh so wonderfully new | |
| Laugh along you fool, can't you see they're laughing at you | |
| Lost in the haze | |
| Of love's strange ways | |
| Ain't it funny how it turns | |
| When it's all over, nothing's learned | |
| Just a passion and a fool | |
| And a memory that burns | |
| And that's what you get | |
| When you play with love's strange ways |
| When passion shines her blinding light on you | |
| You know my friend there' s nothing that you can really do | |
| Just follow on behind her veil of deepest purple haze | |
| Down, to love' s strange ways | |
| Drowning in her laughter as you go | |
| Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low | |
| Dangerous times are these, but oh so wonderfully new | |
| Laugh along you fool, can' t you see they' re laughing at you | |
| Lost in the haze | |
| Of love' s strange ways | |
| Ain' t it funny how it turns | |
| When it' s all over, nothing' s learned | |
| Just a passion and a fool | |
| And a memory that burns | |
| And that' s what you get | |
| When you play with love' s strange ways |
| When passion shines her blinding light on you | |
| You know my friend there' s nothing that you can really do | |
| Just follow on behind her veil of deepest purple haze | |
| Down, to love' s strange ways | |
| Drowning in her laughter as you go | |
| Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low | |
| Dangerous times are these, but oh so wonderfully new | |
| Laugh along you fool, can' t you see they' re laughing at you | |
| Lost in the haze | |
| Of love' s strange ways | |
| Ain' t it funny how it turns | |
| When it' s all over, nothing' s learned | |
| Just a passion and a fool | |
| And a memory that burns | |
| And that' s what you get | |
| When you play with love' s strange ways |