I sit by the cutting on the Beaconsfield line

He's watching me watching the train go by

And they move so fast - Boy, they really fly

He's still watching me watching you watching the trains go by

And the way he stares - feel like locking my door

And pulling my phone from the wall

His eyes, like lights from a laser, burn

Making my hair stand - making the goose-bumps crawl



He's watching me watching you watching him watching me

I'm watching you waqtching him watching me watching

Stares



At the cocktail party with a Bucks fizz in my hand

I feel him watching me watching the girls go by

And they move so smooth without even trying

He's still watching me watching you watching the trains go by

And the crowd thins and he moves up close but he doesn't speak

I have to look the other way

But curiosity gets the better part of me and I peek

Got two drinks in his hand - see his lips move -

What the Hell's he trying to say