Strange
I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk
stealing for the prey
Like the night
waiting for the day
Strange
he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stone
Rainy nights
and hustling boulevards
Parisian music
tripping from the bars
Dancing
by the restaurants
Home
with anyone you want
Strange
he's standing there below
Staring eyes
thrill me to the bone