The Stranger Lyrics

You're still a stranger
Wandering thru the wilderness
Still rejected, passed by on the street
Starving, hungry, naked and cold
Pleading for a cup of cold water
Dying all alone

No longer mistaken
For the rebel you truly are
You would still be tearing up temples
Scattering the money of fools
Scandalizing righteous pretenders
Breaking all the rules

No longer blinded
In light I see who you really are
Never doing what is expected
Far beyond the frame of my mind
Caring for the poor and neglected
Washing the feet

And you're never doing what is expected
Far beyond the frame of my mind
Caring for the poor and neglected
Washing the feet of the beggar on the street
While the rich men make believe you'll never come
While the rich men make believe you'll never come