i'm walking down this alleywaynas the night is turning into daynand i find myself humming not to musicnbut to something elsennand as i walk into this empty room againnthe feeling still remains as my friendnand i can't get rid off the image of you dancingnin my awkward eyesnnot to music but to something elsennand i might be drunknin my desire for younthat is not what keeps on getting me throughnit's that i finally trust the feelingnthis isn't casualnthis is not casualnthis is, this isn't casualnthis is something else