作词 : Robert Smith

作曲 : Robert Smith/Roger O'Donnell/Simon Gallup/Jason Cooper/Perry Bamonte

It started with a dedication

Lost in admiration,

Happy birthday, I'm forever yours, “

Blossom faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies

I smiled, surprised at how when flickered through

The wings flew by spelled out my name

Six months went by, the summer lost

Obsessively, the letters dropped into my life

Please try to understand,“

I have to see you, have to feel you

Tell you all the ways I need you,

Yours forever in love.

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

It varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

And alters but the smallest things

You never know how anything will fade

The year grew old incessantly

She wrote to me,

She'd started smoking poetry

I laughed in recognition of a favorite phrase

She'd pulled me in, I answered her,

A Christmas card in sepia

Arranging when and where and how the two of us should meet

Her opening so well prepared

A nervous smile,

I couldn't take my eyes from her,

She whispered, "Can I use some of your lipstick?"

It was perfect, so believable,

I couldn't help but feel that it was real

And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

It varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

And alters but the smallest things

You never know how anything will fade

So alone into the cold new year,

Without another word from her

I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring

Until once more my birthday came

With it my surprise, but this time nothing was the same

I'm sorry, blame infatuation,

Blame imagination

I was sure you'd be the one

It seems reality destroys our dreams,

I won't forget you,

Blossom Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

Varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

Alters but the smallest things and you never know