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, it`s 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 wasn`t him at all.
I`m still searching. I`m still searching.
I saw him in an airport, while he was sitting on a wing. And I waved to him, but I don`t think he noticed me. I`ve got a funny feeling I know who he is.
Mr. X (Repeat 14 times and fade)
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