The church is filled with people
The crowd is moving slow
They're mourning over someone
I'm not supposed to know
He's not my next door neighbor
And I can't call him friend
You see, about three years ago
I fell in love with him
These three years we have hidden
What people would call shame
We've had to slip around because
I couldn't wear his name
It seemed I always loved him
Too much to stop this wrong
Now that I've said goodbye at last
I can't believe he's gone
The preacher now is telling
A few things of his life
His parents are still living
And so is his wife
Right now I'd like to tell him
That my name should be called
For out of all of those who care
I loved him most of all
He's offering consolation
To those he thinks are close
To me he gives no comfort
Yet I'll miss him the most
But they think I'm a stranger
So let them think a lie
But when I walk away from him
They'll see the stranger cry