Lyric Guitar

I m sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment
Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I m sitting watching wind blow watching time go watching cars go by
I m waiting for these memories to begin
CHORUS:
If I threw my guitar
Out the window so far down
Would I start to regret it?
Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall fall fall?
Garbage trucks and taxi cabs don t seem like they can reach me here
The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint
Well the way you treat me like the only slightly brings me down a lot
I don t think that I ll ever be the same
CHORUS UNTIL END