Standing in the Doorway
A Flock of Seagulls Lyrics

I can see you standing outside,
From my vantage point, I can perceive your body posture located to the external of this building.

See your shadow on the wall by a street lamp.
By means of the overhead illumination by an exterior lighting device, I am able to perceive your profile as an obscure shade against the building’s wall.

I've got a manual instructing my brain.
My thought processes are well-guided by a compendium of instructions which have been firmly embedded in my psyche.

I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
I revolve my body in the opposite direction and reflexively shroud my visual perception with my hands, still managing to apprehend your presence.

Standing in the doorway;
You are located in the entrance area, immovable, visibly blocking the exit or entry point.

I can see you.
Despite my best efforts to ignore you, I am consistently aware of your presence.

I can see you walking behind,
Even while situated in my rearward direction, my receptors are able to discern your strides.

See your face silhouetted in the half light.
Your facial features are partially visible and lacking definition as a result of the area's poor lighting conditions.

I can feel your presence inside,
There is a preternatural sense that you are significantly proximal to my location independent of perceptive data.

Like a chill, like the point of a sharp knife.
The sensation that you are close-by and potentially dangerous equates to feeling a freezing sensation alongside a pointed implement's pressure-point.

Standing
You are firmly rooted in your current position.

In the doorway
You are physically located within the entrance space of this building.