The world's so queer, and yet you show surprise
to find him solid in the midday light.
He looks at you with strangely laughing eyes.

You told yourself you're sure to recognise
the green-clad arms, the ring upon the right;
the world's so queer, and yet you show surprise?

His name won't pass your lips. You know... those guys.
You know his name. At least you think you might.
He looks at you with strangely laughing eyes.

The happy folk? And after many tries
you force a smile, a single smile, polite.
"The world's so queer, and yet you show surprise...

You've seen me here before, contrariwise;
You can't pretend you don't recall the sight."
He looks at you with strangely laughing eyes.

(Your sister's outer clothing all of lies.)
(Your brother was a changeling in the night.)
The world's so queer, and yet you show surprise.
He looks at you with strangely laughing eyes.