My phobia has got me and i dare not leave the room
i 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 think of you a million miles away.
i pray you'll be tomorrow and 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 thing 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 at the empty street below
behind a sheet of pretty glass i've nowhere else to go.
so i take a look 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