Windows

My phobia has got me and I dare not leave the room I'm stare out of my window with my loneliness in bloom I try to call you and I try to call you from the phonebox 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 I think of you, a million miles away I pray you to be tomorrow 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 misplace 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 and the empty streets below Behind the shades of fading glass I got nowhere else to go So I take a look at my window I 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 A look at my window A look at my window Take a look at my window Take a look at my window