Since I saw a wall Help me between my heart with a fruitless love. I have distances farther away Let me sit on my memories and that dirt Let my eyes never see it Why are you sad by the wall I want to love the windows The windows are the color of the spring The flowers think of the Baron of the buds Make the windows call the windows Make the windows call
I have been hurting the wall Sit down Let me see my eyes in the world never see it I want to nurture my wounded pride To help myself
Aha Window Windows I want clean air A heartfelt heart that I want to love the windows Call the lovers Make the windows call
