Standing in the pits   Gazing at the stars   I have admired you   I have adored you from afar      Although you could not know me   I somehow felt you knew me   In my lowest hour   Every word you sang, you sang to me      We are the kind of friends who never speak.   And we are the secret lovers who don't dare to meet   When we pass each other on the street   I bide my time, you show no sign   Oh      There's so little that I know about you   All the reason more to never doubt you, oh   When I've breached my lack of kindness threshold   I like your kind of special      Here in front of speakers   Crushed all around by bodies   Extend my hand to you   You brushed my fingertips and then you licked your lips      Tonight I felt you saw me   Alone in all the crowd   You write me liner notes   You are my holy ghost      We are the kind of friends who never speak.   And we are the secret lovers who don't dare to meet   When we pass each other on the street   I bide my time, you show no sign   Oh      There's so little that I know about you   All the reason more to never doubt you, oh   As my life goes step right into shackles   I like your kind of special