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Last winter, I spent quite a bit of time pondering emotions while sitting at the window in my kitchen. Those were cold and sunny days.

The Window

outside it's cold
but through the window all I see and feel's the sun
warming me, warming me

the sky is blue
but it's only an impression, what's my thought of you
let me see
through the window, I'm in love with you
but through the window it's a summer's day

Bluebird of hope
singing sweetly, but I cannot hear his tune
through the pane, through the pane

The trees are dead
or is it just a thought been running through my head
can it be
that this whole thing is just a memory
of the last time that I broke my heart

Either way, I cry

Inside it's cold
still through the window all I see and feel's the sun
warming me, warming me
like the thought of holding you again
never be
lest this never speaks of how things used to be
lest you never spoke these words

I'll go outside
take a look around and see it for myself
sympathize
with the leaves that left their limbs behind
but things have changed
and every now and then we have to say good-bye
to a season that we love

I'd stare all day
through the window, but eventually the sun is gone
night begins
and what a lonely time to realize
that the stars remind me of your eyes

I draw the shade
no more use in starring aimlessly into the cold
let it be
'til the morning light comes washing over me
through the window of my soul