Someone's thinking about you When you wake in the morning In a block of flats Surrounded by other blocks Someone's thinking about you When you pass the same Streets and concrete playing fields Every day You fall asleep In your safe bed In your room In your world You don't even suspect And you don't know anything Someone's thinking about you When you're waiting for a storm On a late June afternoon Someone's thinking about you When you're standing by the door Looking for keys And you can't find them You fall asleep In your safe bed In your room In your world You don't even suspect And you don't know anything