Looking At You (Radio Edit)

I was looking for you.
Now I'm looking at you.

When I come home at night
I look into the hallway mirror
and I'm looking at you.
I can't escape your face.
I see reflections in the water,
and I'm looking at you.

But still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
Looking at you.

There is a hollow in the bed.
Where you lie, slept, I took a picture.
Are you laughing at me?
I scratched your records, dear.
and threw them in the nearest river.
Are you laughing at me?

Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you.

Now I hear laughter
and no more pain inside.
But sometimes I wonder,
whose blind eye's gazing at you?

If fame and fortune come,
I'll be looking forward to the future
And I'll be waiting for you.
Somewhere a dizzy blonde
is staring into her cold coffee,
and she's looking at you.

Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you.

Still I try
to put you out of mind
but I know I'll die
looking at you.



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Carnell, Lucia Holm
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