I'm gonna call it a night But I cannot do it myself Seeking before sunrise? Or searching for something else? Here comes the talking angel Who makes me feel like home But I can't catch her scent It's covered by my cologne A gift is at my fence But I kept my door closed Again & again Talking to this stranger with a wall Am I really ready after all? I guess her eyes are brown But lately I've been so blind I know how her laughter sounds She's not likely to hear mine I'd love to get to know you So please don't get me wrong But you should get me a map I did forget where I'm from Cause now I'm scared of trains Don't think it's where I belong It's hard to get to know ...a stranger Especially the one who's looking at me in the glass Do I know them well enough? Talking to this stranger with a wall Am I really ready after all?