Mr X

I found the perfect picture of a perfect stranger
It looked as if it were taken in the forties sometime
Judging by the style

He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane
Perhaps he died in a car crash years ago
Right now, its impossible to tell
I almost thought I saw him, standing, whistling on a bridge
I asked him the time, but when he turned around
I saw it wasnt him at all
Im still searching
Im still searching

I saw him in an airport while he was sitting on a wing
And I waved to him, but I dont think he noticed me
Ive got a funny feeling I know who he is
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X
Mr. X