He's a

perfect

stranger,

Like

a

cross

of

himself

and a

fox.

He's a

feeling

arranger

And

a

changer

of

the ways

he

talks.

He's the

unforeseen

danger

The

keeper

of

the

key to the

locks.

Know when you see him,

Nothing can free him.

Step aside,

open wide,

It's the loner.

If you

see him

in the subway,

He'll be down at the

end of the

car.

Watching

you

move

Until

he

knows

he

knows

who

you

are.

When

you

get

off

at

your

station

alone,

He'll

know

that

you

are.

Know when you see him,

Nothing can free him.

Step aside,

open wide,

It's the loner.

There

was a

woman

he

knew

About

a

year

or

so

ago.

She

had

something

that

he

needed

And

he

pleaded

with

her

not

to

go.

On

the

day

that

she

left,

He

died,

but

it

did

not

show.

Know when you see him,

Nothing can free him.

Step aside,

open wide,

It's the loner.