looking out my window
jones, tom
now people you know who i am and you what i can do
but i got a problem now and i'm gonna tell you about it
i'm looking for this woman you see
this is the way the story goes
why did you go and leave me
i don't think that they feel
looking out my window baby
i'd like to tell you about this little girl
that left us so alone and blue
if i paint the picture too well
you might fall in love with her too
and a little bag of tricks
my mama told me to watch myself
waiting for that little brown eyed girl
i gotta hear the wind blowing
you know and i don't care what the world might say
i'm gonna love you anyway