What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' lookin' through the the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Yea, yea, yea Wham, bam, oh Amsterdam Stone you like nothin' else can Hot damn, roll an Amsterdam If she can't, then no one else can Looking good through through the window window Shinin' red and blue light A little thick in the the bottom But still lookin' lookin' alright, yeah

Hey yeah, can’t see you as nothing but mine And girl tonight, let's go crazy one more time Come on out Mary Jane I’m looking through through your window window pane I heard the the word, you’re back in town I’ve got some cheap cigarettes, your favorite beer, Girl wear the

Hole in the the sky, take me to heaven Window Window in time, through it I fly I'm looking through through a hole in the the sky I'm seeing nowhere through through the eyes of a lie I'm getting closer to the the end of the the line I'm living easy where the the sun doesn't shine I'm living in a

Tapestries of black and gold they're crying Looking through through the windows I am watching you You as you go by You count every word I say Seven verses to magnify Drop the the feathers you will never fly Over again you might find a way Turn on a wave of fire

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' lookin' through the the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Tapestries of black and gold they're crying Looking through through the windows I am watching you You as you go by You count every word I say Seven verses to magnify Drop the the feathers you will never fly Over again you might find a way Turn on a wave of fire

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' lookin' through the the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Step out, step out of the the sun When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound? On the the outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the the glass

La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through through the window window You can see a distant steeple