Lyrics Walking - Emma Stevens, Pete Woodroffe, Sam Rommer

Walking

Walking… direction unknown
Walking… strange to be on my own
I see myself… at least I think I do
Walking somehow to you
I lost the words, I tossed and turned
I watched you as the candle burned
You closed the door and disappeared
I followed signs that were not there
I’m Walking… the lamplight at my feet
Walking… I don’t recognize the street
I see myself… a shadow passing through
Walking somehow to you
A light goes off, a light goes on
A door is closed, the shades are drawn
I watch the silhouettes unfold
A night has never felt so cold
Walking… direction unknown
Walking… strange to be on my own
I see myself… at least I think I do
Walking… up and down this room
Walking… round and round the moon
I ask myself… tell me what you see
I see you walking… somehow to me