Seen That Face Before – WoodkidBy Strange, I’ve seen that face beforeSeen him hanging around my doorLike a hawk stealing for the preyLike the night waiting for the dayStrange, he shadows me back homeHis footsteps echo on the stonesRainy nights on Hausmann BoulevardParisian music drifting from the barsDance in bars and restaurantsHome with anyone who wantsStrange he’s standing there aloneStaring eyes chill me to the bone www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20