Strangers

Picture this
A swing and a miss
Never exchanging a name
Infatuated
I contemplated your lips
But my infatuation was strange
Black purple and cream
These are the colours of your nightmares
The colours of my dreams
Strange though as it seems
You know I’m standing in the corner the place where I can see your silhouette
Looks kinda lonely
Could it use some company
But I can never tell
Tell if you saw me through the lights and smoke machines
In my mind
I’m killing time
Till I can get you alone
I’ve watched and waited
As the evening subsides
But here I am once again stuck to my phone
Sweat, smoke and perfume
You know I’ll never find a moment to place me next to you
Enjoying the view
But still I’m standing in the corner the place where I can see your silhouette
Looks kinda lonely
Could it use some company
But I can never tell
Tell if you saw me through the lights and smoke machines
Black purple and cream
These are the colours of your nightmares
The colours of my dreams
Strange though as it seems
You know I’m standing in the corner the place where I can see your silhouette
Your silhouette
Looks kinda lonely
Could it use some company
But I can never tell
Tell if you saw me through the lights and smoke machines (x2)