There's a street of light A long dark night Restaurant sences and dark machines A woman in the shadow and a man in a suit A cut away shot of the avenue So he stands by a rake as the camera pans accross Then he checks his watch, cause he feels like time has stopped There's a street where he almost meet, this is the place We come to the scene where we almost see her face And the telephone rings She swims in the lake, as the shadow on the wall in the final take Cigarette smoke and somebody spoke And the light goes up and the cinema's closed So he plays the film, he plays the film again So he plays the film, he plays the film again