Must have been walking Don't know this place Somebody stopped talking It is written in my face Thought I'd never leave you Thought I'd never dare But I watched you going under That's a thought I could not bear Five thousand miles I'm away from you Drifting by the Spanish steps tonight ) Guess you've got my number Guess you got my line ) Guess you got my number Should I be on your mind Late at night your footsteps Barefoot on the floor Tender eyes from sleeping In the darkened corridor I come up the stairway My naked enemy Comes stumbling towards me Wish I could set you free