My window stays open
so I can feel the stars
and I wonder if you wonder
about the pain and scars.

My window stays open
so I can watch the moon
swing over the trees
and flowers that won't bloom.


My window is an exit
an escape from my dreams
and I wonder.. do you wonder
about life's better things?
My window, little box
that wind is blowing through.
Birds pass by
and I wish that I could fly too.
My window tells a story,
and I'm eager to lend my ears.
Listen to the world
that I've ignored for years.

My window stays open
and I watch the stars glow,
and I wonder, oh I wonder,
if you're watching the same show.