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

Burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) So burn it down, burn it down So burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) Looking through a window made of time, Would you have the courage not to lie If you're feeling like I feel then

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 the window You can see a distant steeple

Found a way to rid myself clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize All the people passing by But I am alone And far from home And nobody knows me

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 the window Shinin' red and blue light A little thick in the bottom But still lookin' alright, yeah

Burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) So burn it down, burn it down So burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) Looking through a window made of time, Would you have the courage not to lie If you're feeling like I feel then

She's putting on her lipstick Slippin' on her black dress, saying "you can do this" Climbing in the front seat, looking out the window Going through the motions, trying just to let go Of the tears that she cried, no solid goodbye Tonight it ain't gonna

Step out, step out of 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 outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass

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 your window pane I heard the word, you’re back in town I’ve got some cheap cigarettes, your favorite beer, Girl wear the

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