I'm always at the window watching...
Life is happening, still I'm here just standing
At the window I can see the rain
Drops falling from sky, cleaning the air
But all I can do is feel my own pain
The day woke up gray and sad
And I don't think it's fair
Perhaps I'm going mad
Day, night, life, rain, sun, sounds
And I'm standing here at the window
Waiting and praying
Watching and dying
But life goes on...
