John Wesley Harding

You're Looking At Me
I was breathing not sleeping nor having the choice I was brushed by the skirts of a ghost with your voice You were drowned in the buzz of the humming machines And you were looking at me You're looking at me A strange conversation in the visiting room The big smile of ignorance shone like the moon What I wanted to say was lost at sea Cos you were looking at me You're looking at me Being your sleeper what should I do but tend Enlaced in your beauty, silent shining friend Sunburned and bruised where no-one can see You were looking at me You're looking at me Where is the dreamer when night makes it's slide And light takes a candle to shine on inside And is it a dream that no-one can see That you're looking at me? You're looking at me Aus Songtexte Mania