[Intro]
(Soft keys, brushed snare, city rain on the window)
I saw you like a photograph someone forgot to tuck away—
A shadow with a halo made of streetlight and stray rain.
[Verse 1]
You—coat clinging wet against your collar, the way it caught the light,
Your laugh a paper boat afloat above the subway night.
You tucked your hand inside your pocket for a letter that wasn't there,
And the scent of cinnamon and diesel braided through your hair.
[Pre-Chorus]
I shouldn't know the rhythm of your steps, the shape of your sigh,
But my heartbeat learned the route your shoulders take when people pass you by.
It's ridiculous and honest like a secret I can't keep,
A tiny stubborn truth I feel awake when half the city's asleep.
[Chorus]
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling.
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling.
(Repeat as a soft vocal riff, let it hang like rain)
[Verse 2]
You dropped a glove by the crosswalk, left it there like an invitation,
I watched you turn—small mercy—toward a bookstore's warm illumination.
Your fingers tracing titles like old maps of places I haven't been,
Your eyes a quiet harbor where my restless tides lean in.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Maybe it's just longing giving colors to a silhouette,
But I keep rehearsing futures in the flicker of that café's set.
If courage were a coin, I’d spend it down the block and then some—
On a napkin with my name, a hello, and the weight of a welcome.
[Chorus — Variation]
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling, falling slow.
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling, won't let go.
(Instrumental lift: horns soft, strings swell beneath the words)
[Bridge]
One night the rain stopped and you stood beneath a neon sigh,
I stepped out from the doorway where I’d been practicing goodbye.
You bent to tie a shoelace; the streetlight pinned your hair like gold.
I dropped your glove at your feet, folded my name in something bold.
"If you ever find this—" I wrote, the ink a little shaking,
Left it tucked beneath your glove where small brave things are waiting.
You looked up, something like surprise and then a smile—
A tiny truce between two strangers crossing for a while.
[Chorus — Final]
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling, falling true.
I don't know you, still I'm calling—
Stranger love keeps falling—toward you.
(Repeat, build with harmonies; let the phrase become our tether)
[Outro]
(Soft reprise; keys and a distant horn)
So here's a name I left in ink, a pulse I couldn't hide—
From a man who doesn't know you, a stranger learning how to wait outside.
Stranger love keeps falling—quiet, certain, new.
Stranger love keeps falling—falling straight to you.
