Something Was Wrong

There was no stranger pacing behind me When I came out of the movies deep in the night And no Mack-the-knife was waiting 'round the corner, in the dark No one asked me for money, no one made a remark It was a warm and velvet midnight I whistled my favourite song The street lay blue in the moonlight, But I couldn't help feeling That something was wrong There was a feeling, something was different As if someone had put a spell on this night The trees they whispered sweet nothings, a dog was barking somewhere There was a kind of tension, an electric smell in the air, But I didn't step into dogshit I whistled my favourite song I hit the street in the moonlight Though I couldn't help feeling That something was wrong I heard nothing but the sound of my footsteps And the answer came over me when I got home I was alone there, no one waiting, no one would call in the night No one would whisper sweet nothings, and no one would hold me tight It was a springtime without you Nothing else could be wrong It was springtime, I was lonely, And the song I had whistled: It was a lovesong