Finally home, and I can start writing some proper music. This is another one of them creepy stalker songs (I dunno, it seems to be the theme of alot of the music I listen to).

Lyrics:
She’s walking down the stairs
Who knows if she even cares?
She turns her back upon me
Does she know I’m staring?
I fantasize about her every waking hour
Look at me, it’s I’m like some kind of creep
Don’t you think so?

You look so beautiful in white
But I do not think that I have the right
I didn’t even have to fight
So Pardon me as I step out of your light

She smiles talking to all her friends
A perfect portrait of happiness
Talking ‘bout her shoes
and what she wears
Maybe If I say something cool, something dishonest
Maybe she’ll talk to me too
Don’t you think so?

You look so beautiful in white
But I do not think that I have the right
I didn’t even have to fight
So Pardon me as I step out of your light

She likes strawberries, or so I’ve read
She’s looking for a guy; I think that’s what she said
She ties her hair back, a web of black
God get her out of my head
And Forget her

You look so beautiful in white
But I do not think that I have the right
I didn’t even have to fight
So Pardon me as I step out of your light

Out of your light
Out of your light
Out of your light