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