The Face Lyrics - Kirsty Maccoll

You take a final look around 

And then you put your house key down 

Upon the table by the note 

You take your handbag and your coat 

You don't want too much to carry 

To slow you down on your way 

You picture his face 

In the morning 

As he way going to work 

Without saying a word 

You saw the face 

Of a stranger 

It wasn't always like this before 

His face like a stranger 

You didn't know what to say 

So you are going away 

From the face of a stranger 

And not the lover you knew before 

Why should you want to call your friends 

Why should you want to start again 

You tried explaining through the years 

But it would always end in tears 

And one thing you know for certain 

You've said goodbye to the place 

But still you picture his face . . . 

Somewhere a telephone 

Is ringing in an empty room 

Miles away 

You are looking at a new town 

But you are thinking of the past 

The rain is falling down 

Why do you keep that photograph 

Of his face like a stranger 

As he was going to work . . .