My phobia has got me
And I dare not leave the room
I'm stare out of my window
With my loneliness in bloom
I try to call you and I try to call you
From the phone box down the hall
I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you
Won't you please give me a call?
Oh, take a look at my window
Oh, take a look at my window
Oh, take a look at my window
I close my eyes and I think of you
A million miles away
I pray you to be tomorrow
Where we were yesterday
I try to call you and I try to call you
But I just can't find the words
I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you
Is this misplace so absurd
Oh, take a look at my window
Oh, take a look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
I stare out of my window
And the empty streets below
Behind the shades of fading glass
I got nowhere else to go
So I take a look at my window
I take a look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
A look at my window
Take a look at my window
Take a look at my window