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