(text & musik: Mauro Scocco, engelsk översättning Eric Bibb)

On my dresser there’s a picture of
someone I call Mister Unknown
Treats you like a queen, gives you everything
But when you wake up, girl,
you’re all alone
He’s the type that’s fascinatiing
once you’ve tried it, you’re hooked

And that’s for sure
What’s goin’ on?
And there’s no way I can control the feelin’
I’m too far gone

Ref: He’s on his way
Down the street he comes walkin’
He’s on his way
The neighbourhood’s talkin’
He’s on his way
Grab my jacket off the floor
He’s on his way
I’m rushin’ out my door

Oh, I can’t find the words to dscribe it
It won’t even try to justify it

All my friends see what it’s come to:
”Girl, don’t you realize what he
want from you?”
Doesn’t matter, I’m way beyond adivce
Anyway, it’s worth the price

All my friends say: ”He’s a user
and you’re gonna get used…”
But there’s no way I can control the feelin’
I’m too far gone

Ref: He’s on his way…