You look so well tonight,
the moon is in your eyes how you smile
I could die alright
and I wish I could show it out,
and all the things that slow me down
but I can't quite count you know I am alive

I've got to tell you miss
I see your silhouette and I soon forget
all the bad things that I've done
It seems so strange to me how we let each other be
an image out of all the things we've run

Tell me is there anyway that I could show you?
The mystery of somebody only wanting to get through
but I'm just a stranger to you

I know you had to see how I got so foolish
running every way except the only one
but every time I get to sleep
I'm sitting back on Woodridge Street
where you an me could only thing for fun


Tell me is there anyway that I could show you?
The mystery of somebody only wanting to get through
but I'm just a stranger to you