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I had died the tiniest death
I spied the catch
in your breath
Out, out, out, out, out, out
Northbound I got
carried away
As you boarded your train
South, south, south, south,
south, south
A feather taken
by the wind blowing
I'm afflicted by
the not knowing so
I look in people's windows
Transfixed by
rose golden glows
They have their friends over
to drink nice wine
I look in people's windows
In case you're at
their table
What if your eyes looked up
and met mine
One more time...
You had stopped and
tilted your head
I still ponder
what it meant
Now, now, now, now,
now, now
I tried searching
faces on streets
What are the
chances you'd be
Downtown, downtown, downtown
Does it feel alright to
not know me?
I'm addicted to the
"if only"
So I look in people's windows
Like I'm some deranged weirdo
I attend Christmas parties
from outside
I look in people's windows
In case you're at their table
What if your eyes looked up
and met mine
One more time