Seeing Things

It was in the winter
On a busy crossroads
Saw a man about your height
Just walking
Same kind of shoulders
Same kind of new clothes
Couldn′t believe it so
I chased you down fast
And I caught up

And I stopped
And tapped your arm
And waved and said
Hello
But it was just a stranger

I think I’m seeing things that are not there
I think I′m seeing things
I think I’m seeing shadows of your hair
I think I’m seeing things
I think I′m seeing things
I think I′m seeing things
Keep staring through the glass
To find you

You’re a ghost now
Maybe a reflection
In fact I′m certain I just saw you in the window
I was just browsing
When I met your eye
Couldn’t believe it so I
Reached my fingers out to touch your face

In the pane
And turned around
To speak and say
Your name
You vanished into thin air

I think I′m seeing things that are not there
I think I’m seeing things
I think I′m seeing shadows of your hair
I think I’m seeing things
I think I’m seeing things
I think I′m seeing things
Keep staring through the glass
To find you

To find you
To find you
To find you
To find you
Find you
Find you
Find you