AmI had died the tiniest death
FOut, out, out, out, out, out
AmNorth bound I got carried away
FSouth, south, south, south, south, south
AmA feather taken by the wind blowing
FI'm afflicted by the not knowing so
AmI look in Gpeople's windows
AmTransfixed by Grose golden glows
AmThey have their Gfriends over to Fdrink nice wine
AmI look in Gpeople's windows
AmIn case you're Gat their table
AmWhat if your Geyes looked up and Fmet mine
Am F
AmYou had stopped and tilted your head
I still ponder what it meant Fnow, now
AmI tried searching faces on streets
What are the chances you'd be Fdowntown
AmDoes it feel alright to not know me?
FI'm addicted to the 'if only'
AmSo I look in Gpeople's windows
AmLike I'm someG deranged weirdo
AmI attend GChristmas parties Ffrom outside
AmI look in Gpeople's windows
AmIn case you're Gat their table
AmWhat if your Geyes looked up and Fmet mine
