Lyrics

Looking Out My Window

I'm looking out my window
For the morning light
The break of day
To come to me

I never won at numbers
Thought I paid a cost
In all this time
I played the game

I'm stepping down
Back to the ground
To tie my shoes

The road ahead
Is not as clear
As I thought it was

These weary eyes
And cloudy skies
May have the best of me

I'm standing in a doorway
Of a crowded room
And nobody
Can see me there

Once there was a time when
I'd walk right in
Without a fear
And be drinking champagne

Still looking out my window
For the morning light
The break of day
To come to me


2006 Vinnie Maesto