He walks into He walks into the street It's the city at night, he dissolves into the scene There's a shadow room, somebody almost near But she fades away just as he's fading through There's a street of light A long dark night Restaurant scenes and dark machines A woman in the shadow and a man in a suit A cutaway shot of the avenue So he stands by a rake as the camera pans across Then he checks his watch, cause he feels like time has stopped There's a street where they almost meet, this is the place Then 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 lights go 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