Strange, I’ve seen that face before
Seen him hanging ’round my door
Like a hound, stealing for the prey
Like the night, waiting for a day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stone
Rainy nights
Passion music is drifting from the bar
Days end in bars and restaurants
Oh, with anyone who wants
Strange he is standing there alone
Sturdy eyes chill me to the bone
Strange he is standing there alone
See him hanging round my door
Like a hound, stealing for the prey
Like the night, waiting for a daypreview for