The Window

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The Window by: M.C.

I put you on the highest shelf, 

But I forgot to dust myself 

Oh where did the time go

The fallen angels point to the window

 

I put you on the highest shelf 

Amongst the stars is where she should be 

I felt.. 

Oh where does the time go

The fallen angels point to the window

 

Oh here comes the winds swirling like a hurriciane

Palm trees always calmed your pain 

Oh close those eyes and I’ll let you scream 

So stay with me and will be free 

 

I’m tired of all those mistakes I made 

Got no more room on my fingers to count

All those things I said please erase them from my head 

 

So take me back to when we laughed 

About the easy things , and those songs I still sing 

And play on my old guitar only difference is your somewhere out there far away , way out there far away

 

Oh here comes the winds swirling like a hurriciane

Palm trees always calmed your pain 

Oh close those eyes and I’ll let you scream 

So stay with me and will be free 

 

 

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