Strange Currencies
R.E.M.


I don't know why you're mean to me
When I call on the telephone
And I don't know what you mean to me
But I want to turn you on
Turn you up, figure you out, I want to take you on

1-These words,"You will be mine"
These words, "You will be mine, all the time"

Now fool might be my middle name
But I'd be foolish not to say
I'm going to make whatever it takes,
Ring you up, call you down, sign your name,
Secret love, make it rhyme
Take you in and make you mine?
(rpt 1)

I tripped and fell. Did I fall?
What I want to feel, I want to feel it now

Now with love comes strange currencies
And here is my appeal
I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance,
A fourth chance, a word, a signal,
A nod, a little breath
Just to fool myself, to catch myself
And make it real, real
(rpt 1)

These words, "You will be mine"
These words haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat
Make me pray, to say love's confines, oh


SOURCE: From closed-captioned video