The time for my bed had come
So up the stairs I went,
The day had been a good one
My time had been well spent.
As I closed the curtains
I looked out to the night,
And what I saw below me
Gave me such a fright.
There walking up my street
Was a face covered in light,
No body seemed to be there
Just this face in the night.
I looked with wary eyes
Scared and shaking to the bone,
Then I saw what happened,
A man was looking at his ‘phone.