Tekst Utworu

Strange, I've seen that face before See him hanging 'round my door Like a hawk stealin' for the prey Like the night waitin' for a day Strange, he shadows me back home Footsteps echo on the stones Rainy nights on Hausmann Boulevard Passion music is drifting from the bar Dance in bars and restaurant Home with anyone who want Strange, he's standing there alone Stary eyes chill me to the bone Strange, he's standing there alone See him hanging 'round my door Like a hawk stealin' for the prey Like the night waiting for a day
Writer(s): B. Reynolds, A. Piazzolla, D. Wilkey, N. Delon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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