There must be a reason
Things happen for a reason
Don't they?
He always seemed such
A calm quiet man
And we all thought
We knew him
He kept himself
To himself
He always seemed so shy
But I know his sort
As soon as she went out
He'd have the advocat
Out of the sideboard
Then upstairs
Time on his own
Into her purse
Into the wardrobe
Shivering under the skylight
Watching a girl
Across the street
There must be a reason
Things happen for a reason
There must be a reason
Things happen for a reason
Don't they?