80 Windows



Clusters off
People talking
Secretly
To each other
In a bar you cannot talk openly
To anyone you don't already know
Four years olds
They've got the right idea
They jumped the line
And hit it on the nose
When we sit
And we get quiet
Then we look
And see who's home
Across the way
There are 80 windows we can see
It's Christmas time
And they all have the same tree
You tell me the patterns you already see
I wonder if they see us in our bed
You said
You like the one
With the father who
Always eats with his son
I like
The rows of lights
Because they
Keep me calm
I feel far away from you
So, what else is new?
The moon is closer to the sun
Than I am to anyone
When we sit
And we get quiet
Then we look
And see who's home
Across the way...
You said
You like the one
With the father who
Always eats with his son
I like
The rows of lights
Because they
Keep me calm
I feel far away from you
So, what else is new?
The moon is closer to the sun
Than I am to anyone
I feel far away from you
So, what else is new?
The moon is closer to the sun
Than I am to anyone
The moon is closer to the sun
Than I am to anyone
The moon is closer to the sun
Than I am to anyone

Autor: Nada Surf