When you look out the window
When you look out the window my words will find you.
When you walk down the street I'm right beside you.
I can see you, but you cannot see me.
But dont worry because I am free.
Love runs wild here
But have no fear
My love will find you too
and then you will know what to do
Look up to the sky
And then youll know why
When you look out the window my words will find you
But when you walk down the street I'm not beside you
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