(words & music by Winfield Scott)
  I've been standing on a corner
  Since a quarter after seven
  I was down to my last cigarette
  And the clock in the window
  At a quarter to eleven
    I was watching all the people
  Passing by me going places
  Just the loneliest guy in the town
  Looking for a friendly smile
  But all I see were faces
    And then, just like the taste of milk and honey
  I found the stranger I've been looking for
  Like a wave, my cup of love was overflowing
  I knew the stranger in the crowd
  And I would be stranger no more
    The love that comes on the corner
  At a quarter to eleven
  I thought you were to good to be true
  All my life I had believed
  That angels only live in heaven
  But now, we share the taste of milk and honey
  Each day is sweeter than the day before
    My cup runned overflowing
  because the stranger in the crowd
  And I would be stranger no more
    Deep inside, my cup of love was overflowing
  I found the stranger I've been looking for
  Like a wave, my cup of love was overflowing
  I knew the stranger in the crowd
  And I would be stranger no more