At the Window

Tears rolling down of

my face again

Hundred thousand people

but not a friend

Don't you disturb me

I believe the best still yet to come

Picnics out in the park

under the sun

Don't you disturb me

No, don't you disturb me

You don't know how lucky you are

until it drifts away

The wainting burns me like a hot drink on my skin

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you

at the window

You do invent my own special friendly ghost

The one that knows the things that i like the most

Don't you disturb me

No, don't you disturb me

You don't know how lucky you are

until it drifts away

The wainting burns me like a hot drink on my skin

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you

At the window

And (can't undestand)

Not wainting by the telephone

Cutting the deepest line

But between you and I

At the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you

At the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you at the window

I'll wait for you

At the window