Windows

Ooo
You’re just a phone call far away
Tell me to go or ask me to stay
I can’t decide where my feet prefer to meet me
On a west bound bus and strangers
Are steadfast by your side
Your words are lived in funny and wise
And on occasion I’ve seen you rise
Beneath the rosy colored sands that smile
And softly on the fervor of
Our lives

It seems the time for leaving’s when
I’m finally close to comfort
I’m sitting at the airport
Feeling sorry for myself
Home, your many windows
Many exits, many floors
Go, it’s good to grow girl
So long as you remember yours
Ooo

Ooo
It seems the time for leaving’s when
I’m finally close to comfort
I’m sitting at the airport
Feeling sorry for myself
Home, your many windows
Many exits, many floors
Go, it’s good to grow girl
So long as you remember yours
Ooo
End