And strangers look stranger
The flowers you’ve left here
I see parts of your face now
I hope you like your new neighbors
Don’t sleep with every new stranger
It’s lonely, but only at night
I stay at familiar places
I talk to myself in empty spaces
And things I’m trying to write you
But most of the time I’m breathing fine
Most of the time I’m breathing fine
I’ve played through the great composers
What else can I tell you?
So he’s learned how to run
I hope you keep out of danger
Now, stranger to stranger
It’s lonely, but only at night