Windows

My phobia has got me

And I dare not leave the room

I'm stare out of my window

With my loneliness in bloom

I try to call you and I try to call you

From the phone box down the hall

I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you

Won't you please give me a call

Oh take a look at my window

Oh take a look at my window

I close my eyes and I think of you

A million miles away

I pray you to be tomorrow

Where we were yesterday

I try to call you and I try to call you

But I just can't find the words

I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you

Is this misplace so absurd

Oh take a look at my window

Oh take a look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

I stare out of my window

And the empty streets below

Behind the shades of fading glass

I got nowhere else to go

So I take a look at my window

I take a look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window

A look at my window