Lyric Window

takin in the sights
from my window seat
from the Third World poor
to the land of the free
back at home it s tony night
in Tinseltown you know it
don t mean nothin to
the down and out

from my window
window to the world
from my window
window to the world

some people born
with a Bible in their hand
spend their life and money
lookin for the promised land
some people only know
what they see on tv
some people say it s just
part of the plan

Chorus

lookin out my window
on a busy street below
three in the morning
someone somewhere s
takin a blow
the girls move in circles and
the drunks spin in loops
there s a jinxed walk to nowhere
that the dealers do
and it s a tightrope
just don t look down
every day in life we re walkin
that shadow line

Chorus

Lyrics by Steve Phillips
© 1994 Webelo Ya-Ya Music BMI