Windows

My phobia has got me and I dare not leave the room

I 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

Oh take a look at my window

I close my eyes and think of you a million miles away.

I pray you'll be tomorrow and 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 thing 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 at the empty street below

Behind a sheet of pretty glass I've nowhere else to go.

So I take a look 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

Take a look at my window

Take a look at my window