Hidden underneath your bed in the middle of the night.
Hear the footsteps on the floor, thunder rolls and lightning strikes.
In the shadows, acres down, North Dakota fisherman.
Swimmin from the south beach shores, see him when the winter ends.
Watch his daughter on the shore, pulled the boys into the boat.
Rolled her pants up to her knees, flanel shirt and navy coat.
Tell me where did you come from?
Caught me by surprise, walking right in front of me trying to disguise.
I wonder what are you thinking?
I wonder what are you thinking?
Oh, when you're staring up at the stars in the sky above.
Open up the bedroom door just enough so you can see, no one walking through the hall, quietly so quietly. Boat is tied up to the dock, being pulled and juggled out.
Dog was barking all night long, digging holes into the ground.
Tell me where did you come from?
Caught me by surprise, walking right in front of me trying to disguise.
I wonder what are you thinking?
I wonder what are you thinking, oh, when you're staring up at the stars in the sky above.
Where do you go when the winters are long and the snow is piling high?
You walk out the front door but nobody's there, you shrug and sigh.
Newpapers stacked on the living room floor, cold and dusty wind.
You turn on the flashlight and yell out, "Who's there?" Shadows on the tent.