[00:42.39]The morning leads me over to my window.
[00:46.30]The air feels sharp against my skin.
[00:49.99]Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
[00:53.97]I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.
[00:58.29]People walk past in the streets.
[01:02.10]A city that I will never meet.
[01:06.70]People in their cars and their cars in the streets,
[01:10.10]the streets in the city where I sleep.
[01:30.40]Walk down to the supermarket.
[01:34.45]Milk and bread in my basket.
[01:38.13]Chocolate on the shelf and my mind on the docket,
[01:42.45]I'm a slave to the change that's in my pocket.
[02:18.28]Planes draw lines in the skies.
[02:22.16]Beautiful people fill my eyes.
[02:26.17]Drawing lines now to my own conclusions,
[02:30.25]beauty is desire in disguise.
[02:50.22]The morning leads me over to my window.
[02:53.82]The air feels sharp against my skin.
[02:58.19]Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in
[03:03.62]I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.