

Yeah,
yeah
(hmmm) There is a stranger in the mirror
Holding the rail on the bridge tonight
Looking for something a little bit clearer (ahhh)
Under the yellow highway light
Yellow sticky note
left on the fridge door
Reminding me of things
I cannot ignore
Walked out to the edge
where the cold wind cuts
Pretending it's casual, ignoring my guts And the water runs so deep
below (so deep below)
Nowhere else for this mind to go
There is a stranger in the mirror
Holding the rail on the bridge tonight
Looking for something a little bit clearer
(ahhh) Under the yellow highway light
Wind in my face,
step on the line
Trying to trace a better design (hmmm)
There is a stranger in the mirror
Holding the rail on the bridge tonight
Looking for something a little bit clearer (ahhh)
Under the yellow highway light
Just a sticky note...
On the fridge...