I was creeping through some memories of you smiling at me
Thinking what a strange, strange thing
When I saw you at a table, and it struck me something special
Like a stoned, lone tree
In a field - stoic, beautiful, and lonely
Now it's all that I can think
All passionate and proper, softly gazing at the floor
You were listening to me, yeah, you were listening to me
♪
Staring at you through the holes over my eyes
I saw exactly how I was through
And so I mustered up some words that would fill the space with sound
To buy some time and watch you think
"Oh, what a crazy-looking liar with a face like a clown
But I guess he's alright with me"
A little documented moment from a stranger's dream
Inebriate and still
You're as hazy as a bender with a face I can't remember
Such an intangible thrill, yeah, such an intangible thrill
♪
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh
♪
I was creeping through some memories of you smiling at me
Thinking what a strange, strange thing
When I saw you at a table, and it struck me something special
Like a stoned, lone tree
In a field - stoic, beautiful, and lonely
Now it's all that I can think
All passionate and proper softly gazing at the floor
You were listening to me
Yeah, you were listening to me
Yeah, you were listening to me
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh
Here comes the creeper, oh, oh, oh, oh