Like a gust of wind But I didn't know You push me back every once in a while You remind me there's someone up there Who ushers in The air I need to power my sail When I open the window I wanna hug you 'Cause you remind me of the air

Every time I open up the door, I can hear the sound of the windows Keep a little love and into air, I feel that I can hear the trees and Lay your seed into the ground and see if it will grow Now the spring is here, I’m so happy everything is clear, to

The tactful cactus by your window Surveys the prairie of your room The mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws They've opened shops down the West side Will all the cacti find a home But the key to the city Is in the sun that

Dreamt of a doorway That opened to everything And I'm reaching towards it Drifting backwards Drawing the curtains Windows inside my head Maybe I'm only making mirrors

Open the window I’ve seen the place where the broken people hide I wanna know love before I die But I’ll never leave you behind I could escape through the window of my mind I could fly away Leave it all behind I could take a train But I would rather fly

Yesterday you came to lift me up As light as straw and brittle as a bird Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall Just one more whisper of a voice unheard Tomorrow leave the windows open As fear grows please hold me in your arms Won't you help me if

Johnny Cash The windows cracked on the Chevrolet My cigarettes in the ash tray The engines off and the radio's, down So nervous my whole body shakes The parking lot's full of people and They ready to see the preacher man Time to open up for the main act

To give and take Love is all I have to give Love is all I got to give Open up your window Let the love come shinin' Open up your shadow Let the love come burnin' Loving you is the best thing I can do You loving me, well, you know you set me free

She gone with the man in the long black coat Crickets are chirpin' the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry Window wide open African trees Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye not even a note

Fly to a dream Once I had a dream And this is it Once there was a child's dream One night the clock struck twelve The window open wide Once there was a child's heart The age I learned to fly And took a step outside