A room with a window
facing west
Towards the sea
You with your hands
across your chest
Facing me
Sing me a song
your voice is like silver and
I don't think
that I can do this anymore
I'll take the high road
that he walked
Once before
You sit and watch me
as I come
Through the door
Sing me a song
your voice is like silver and
I don't think that
I can do this anymore
wu... wu...
Sing me a song
your voice is like silver and
I don't think
that I can do this anymore
Show me the path down
to the shoreline
'cause I don't know
if I can do this anymore
A room with a window facing west