Looking Out My Window Through The Pain (Mel Street)
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I watched from my window
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As she slipped from the house
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Once again she’s leavin’
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But Lord she’s not to blame
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This morning a memory phoned her
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And he’s a habit she can’t break
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So ‘til she returns I’ll wait for her
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Looking out my window through the pain
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The devil drove the taxi
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That carried her away
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And it hurts to know she’s hung up on
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Some guy from yesterday
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Once again she’s chasin’ memories
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And I’m losin’ everything
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But Lord I love her so I’ll wait for her
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Looking out my window through the pain
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I’ll pick up the pieces
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When he lets her down again
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With love and understanding
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I’ll give her reasons this time to stay
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And I’ll close my eyes pretending
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Maybe some day she will change
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Then I won’t be left lonely
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Looking out my window through the pain
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Yes the devil drove a taxi
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That carried her away
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And it hurts to know she’s still hung up on
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Some guy from yesterday
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Once again she’s chasin’ memories
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And I’m losin’ everything
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But Lord I love her so I’ll wait for her
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Looking out my window through the pain
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Looking Out My Window Through The Pain
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| Mel Street |
