Written by: Robert Wright, George Forrest and Alexander Borodin
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Oh why do the leaves Of the Mulberry tree Whisper differently now And why is the nightingale singing At noon on the Mulberry bow For some most mysterious reason This isn't the garden I know No it's paradise now That was only a garden A moment ago Take my hand I'm a stranger in paradise All lost in a wonderland A stranger in paradise If I stand starry-eyed That's a danger in paradise For mortals who stand beside An angel like you I saw your face And I ascended Out of the commonplace Into the rare Somewhere in space I hang suspended Until I know There's a chance that you care Won't you answer the fervent prayer Of a stranger in paradise Don't send me in dark despair From all that I hunger for But open your angel's arms To the stranger in paradise And tell him That he need be A stranger no more I saw your face And I ascended Out of the commonplace Into the rare Somewhere in space I hang suspended Until I know Till the moment I know There's a chance that you care There's a chance that you care Won't you answer the fervent prayer Of a stranger in paradise Don't send me in dark despair From all that I hunger for But open your angel's arms To the stranger in paradise And tell me that I may be A stranger no more.

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