I walk through Camden town in the evening,
strolling silently and hardly breathing.
Footsteps behind me slightly quicker,
the corner of my eye a shadowy flicker.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper with the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
don't want to get involved in my spiritual affair.
Tonight my fears are growing worse and worse.
I feel him brewing up an evil curse.
I sense a chill creep up my spine
I want to scream but only whine
because I know it can't be true
mind's gone now legs it's up to you.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper in the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
don't want to get involved in my spititual affair
I try to accept him as my partner.
He still makes cold his manic laughter.
But every time I try to turn around he throws my fears
and makes no sound he stirs them to the ground.
Acheing muscles, puff and pant I run.
To stagger home and hide behind my mum.
But even when I'm safely in my bed.
I know that he is waiting in my head.
I wonder if he's after my soul again tonight.
Stops to whisper in the shadows but still keeps me in his sight.
I shout at passing strangers but they don't seem aware,
don't want to get involved in my spiritual affair.Writers: Leo Sayer & David Courtney
I'm leaving the smog below me now
I'm leaving my troubles on the ground
I'm watching those smokestacks just blaze away
the sky will be blue never grey
the future is filled with wasted time
I can't see the road -- I'm going blind
I'm laughing at all of my future plans
shining like gold in my hands
isn't it funny how you reach me
you know exactly what I'm thinking
you're always helping me from sinking
it's your way
hello, this is london calling -- is my flight due
hello, is there someway I can reach you
isn't it funny how you call me
you call me up while I am sleeping
you're always helping me from sinking -- it's your way
now this is the end of all my dreams
the drumming has stopped behind my ears
there's no looking back now -- I'm too far away
I'm shaking like mad in a daze. . .
then out of the night you join me here
the people around me, they disappear
and I hear your voice, and you speak to my eyes
and everything comes alive