Somewhere over my left shoulder

There's a man who waits

He's always watching

When I stumble and he blinks when I hesitate

He's got a real strange sense of humor

He don't laugh and he don't cry

He's the mystic on the mystic mile

I had a dream of colors

And a world in a disarray

Someone peekin' round the corner

But I couldn't see his face

But he could see into my future

About my past he would only smile

He's a mystic on a mystic mile

Like a fish leaps from the water

Like a thief in the night

Like a road suddenly ending

There he's standing by the roadside

And he won't need no introduction

And he won't want to stop a while

He's the mystic on the mystic mile

He's the mystic on the mystic mile