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Intruder

Peter Gabriel  Buy  License   

I know something about opening windows and doors
I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors
I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers
Slipping the clippers Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires
The sense of isolation, the sense of isoloation Inspires me

I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there
I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear
Intruders happy in the dark Intruder come Intruder come and he leave his mark, leave his mark Leave his mark Leave his mark Leave his mark Leave his mark Leave his mark Leave his mark

I am the intruder