Savatage

Walking alone on a cold night
Chills rattle through my bones
The way she looks it shocks me
Standing at the door that leads below
There's a light at the end of the hall
Can I reach it before I fall
She's unusual
So unusual
In a daze I turn to run
A thousand steps to her arms
Does she really want to touch me
I see it in her eyes
See it in her eyes
No
I follow through very slowly
When I get there she's gone
She's unusual
So unusual