Window View

I’m looking through my window
It’s another lonely day
I wonder why it’s cloudy. But don’t ask me why it’s grey
The weather man he promised: sunshine all the way
But I’m looking through my window, anther cloudy day.
I wonder where I hang my hat
and where I lay my dreams
I wonder if it always was as cloudy as it seems
I wonder, yet I wonder, am I afraid to know
And I wonder why I wonder, I may already know
I’d rather look through my window
than to face the world outside
Cause here, where I am, I can also hide
Just like a moony morning mist
I’m bound and I am free
I may exist, but I don’t need to be
I don’t think I’m born to lose,
I’ve always tried to win
And I won’t get the lovesick blues
As long as I stay in
I have loved and I have lost
But I won’t lose again
I’m looking through my window
I won’t lose again
I’d rather look through my window
than to face the world outside
Cause here, where I am, I can also hide
Just like a moony morning mist
I’m bound and I am free
I may exist, but I don’t need to be