There is a man, lurking in the shadows.
Watching, waiting, yearning.
Oh yes, I know he’s here, as I can feel his presence.
The distinct scent of his cologne fills the air.
Captured by the sound of his breath, he’s just around the corner.
Laying still, patiently waiting, for the man lurking in the shadows.
His footsteps getting louder, beating in rhythm with my heart.
Oh yes, I’m waiting for the man lurking in the darkness.