The Green Pajamas

Eyes Of A Stranger

He keeps the photographs in a hidden place
Files them neatly there, one by one by face
And then the cool thin partner in his crime
Says, "come on" to him, "Honey, it is finally time...

	I want you to come
	There isn't any danger
	Just gaze into the eyes of a stranger
	Hold that foreign skin 
	Right up to your chin and go
	Let yourself go"

He likes the rainy days, glad that he's retired
He rates the photographs, one to ten by desire
But she's the one who says which one he gets to see
She's the one to choose the innocent for the guilty

	"I want you to come
	There isn't any danger
	Just gaze into the eyes of a stranger
	Hold that foreign skin 
	Right up to your chin and go
	Let yourself go"

But in the morning in a voice very, very grave
He says "I'm gonna throw away every face I've saved"
She's busy knowing this will pass and just in case
He's busy typing, searching for another face

	"I want you to come
	There isn't any danger
	Just gaze into the eyes of a stranger
	Hold that foreign skin 
	Right up to your chin and go
	Let yourself go"


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by Jeff Kelly
(c) 2006 St. Brigid Publishing BMI