Day Stranger, why are you following me?

You are always around.
In every shadow and whisper of the wind.
In every turn and sideways glance.
I cannot escape you.

Are you good for me? Are you my protector?
You look so strong.
You must be good.

Time wears on and I can't help but doubt.
What is that limp in your walk?
That wasn't always there... Was it?

I begin to question every moment together.
Was it all real?
Are you the one who followed me, or are you a stranger?

Time wears on and I can't help but doubt.