Something on the windowsill
Caught her eye and held her still
The cars pass by outside
Nowhere left to hide

Picture this now crystal clear
Nothing left to hold her here
And creeping up meanwhile
Traces of a smile
Eyes open wide to see if I could fly

Losowe piosenki:
People Ain't No Good
Been a Son
No More (Baby I'ma Do Right)
Lo Que Un Día Fue No Sera.
Och Regnet Föll
The Sky Is Falling, And I Want My Mommy Song: Falling Space Junk
Give Me Strength
That Kind Of Man
Born On A Diferent Cloud