Won't you let me know? If you love me Was a long and dark December So if you love me From the rooftops I remember There was snow Clearly I remember From the windows they were watching

Autumn, my love's gone with another..... I can't demand anything of myself now..... Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer..... So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn. Buildings look tall and gray..... Birds flying, haven't much to

Can't touch the bottom Oh oh the bottom In too deep She doesn't like the view On the edge He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view A windowsill

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the

Ex-friends till the end Better off as lovers Best friends And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars I wrote a goodbye note

You change all the lead And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood. And if my parents are crying Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours, Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney, And meet me in the middle, the middle of

Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away And I found peace, and I found peace Grab my window, shed my shadow, excavate my pain Hold me up into the light and study every part of me I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard

Annie, are you ok? So, Annie are you ok? Are you ok, Annie? (Annie are you ok?) I don't know! So, Annie are you ok Are you ok, Annie (Will you tell us that you're ok?) (There's a sign in the window)

What could have been? Still remember my first lick When I really got paid Won't' forget it like that girl who got away She looking back right now like, "Damn, what could have been?" See me winnin', now she thinking "What could have been?" What if we

So many roads, so many trains to ride I was standin' by my window, when I heard that whistle blow It was a mean ol' fireman and a cruel ol' engineer I've got to find my baby, 'fore I'll be satisfied You know I thought it was a Streamline, but it was a B