You took a face from a magazine
You thought it could be you
You thought it could be you
You took a ring on a finger to be
You took a light in a window to mean
You find you've moved away
You take one day and a hundred to be
You take that to be alive
You take that to be alive
You take the face of a stranger to be
You see a light in a window and think
You think it could be you
You think it could be you
You find you've moved away