This is my night
not yours
And I'll stroll about
With my full-moon attitude
and my cloudy grey eyes
I'll walk right past your windows
down your alleys and
you'll never even know
that I was there
I'll clothe myself
in the black of the night
press my fingers on window panes
and watch you sleep
Catch a glimpse of me
sudden in the streetlight
just a flicker
gone again
I've gone to great pains
to watch you without being seen
because this is my night
not yours...