Stranger In The House (with Elvis Costello)

This never was one of the great romances

But I thought you'd always have those young girl's eyes

For now they look in tired and bitter glances

At the ghost of a man walkin' round in my disguise

He gets the feeling that he should belong here

But there's no welcome in the window anyway

And he looks down for a number on his key-chain

Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday

There's a stranger in the house nobody's seen his face

Everybody says he's takin' my place

There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see

Everybody says he looks like me

[ fiddle - guitar ]

And now you say you've got no expectations

But I know you also miss those carefree days

And for all the angry words that passed between them

She still can't understand him when he says

There's a stranger in the house...

He looks like me