Sometimes when I go out at night
Just off the corner of our street
I stare at the shadows of the townhouse
The place where we used to meet
I feel like there is someone watching back
I don\'t know what I do when I go out
Still I can\'t help the feeling
That there is a reason for all this doubt
If I could see past them
And if I could just walk away
Then maybe, just maybe
I would find myself waking up to another day