|
I see buildings through the window from my hotel room |
|
I see buildings through the window from my hotel room |
|
They reach up towards the sky |
|
But the paints peel back and I ask myself why |
|
Would I ever come back |
|
It just brings me further in the black |
|
And the rain falls from the sky |
|
Watch it falling from the sky |
|
It washes the streets clean |
|
There's a feeling out there, it's plain to see |
|
We can't wash that away |
|
No matter what they say |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all |
|
And the birds fly by my hotel window |
|
Watch them wheeling in the sky |
|
They head out towards the coast |
|
And leave me here alone |
|
I watch them as they go |
|
So far away |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all from my hotel window |
|
I can see it all |
