Story Behind The Song

I don't actually do this type of thing.

Song Description

Call me, we'll talk.

Lyrics

You look so pretty sitting in your dressing gown
Of course you never see me when I come around
At the stroke of midnight or the crack of dawn
Pretty girls like you should keep their curtains drawn
You never know what goes on

But ooh, if you only knew
I wonder what you'd do
Ooh, if you only knew

Outside of your window is the perfect place
To stare in silent wonder at that special face
To satisfy my every curiosity
What more could be expected
Of a man like me
You never know what you'll see

chorus

Perhaps you'd scream and beg for me to go
Perhaps you'd only smile and say hello
Or if you saw me seeing you perhaps you'd cry
And curse the world that made a person such as I

But here I am again and though you look at me
In the glass you see just what you want to see
Reflections of a pretty girl all dressed in white
To you and me the picture is a lovely sight
On a lovely night

chorus