Al Stewart/Peter White

When I first saw your trespasser 
He wandered uninvited to your door 
He seemed to know his way around 
Although I'd never seen his face before 
Pausing for a moment underneath your window ledge 
He turned around to see the shadow of the sundial on the hedge 
There was a tightness in his face as though he were on edge 
I don't know why 

You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams
But I seem to see him all the time 

You said if there's a trespasser 
There must be a footprint or a sign 
And what would he be looking for 
There's nothing here for anyone to find 
And while you tried to say it couldn't be I realized 
That you could feel no sense of danger and you didn't seem surprised 
I got the feeling that you knew more than you said but felt advised 
To keep it in 

You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams
But I seem to see him all the time 

Now I see your trespasser go wandering alone 
Sometimes he's standing by the flowers or melting in the stone 
And even when I cannot see him I can feel it in my bones 
That he's still there 

You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams
But I seem to see him all the time 

You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams 
You see him in your dreams
But I seem to see him all the time