Look out your window
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To the street below
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Did you see a shadow
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Maybe it was a ghost?
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A knock on your front door
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Check it out again
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It could be an echo
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Or something in the wind
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Look out your window
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And tell me what you see
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It ain't me
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Every empty look below
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Every angry word we spoke
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Proves we've gone as far
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As we can go
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Roll down my window
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And blow the smoke away
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Any way the wind blows
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Well, that'll be okay
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And every minute gets me
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Another mile away
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You won't even miss me
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Till you pull down your shades
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Look out your window
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And tell me what you see
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It ain't me
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Every empty look below
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Every angry word we spoke
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Proves we've gone as far
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As we can go
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The Window Song
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| Steve Earle |
