I had died the tiniest death

I spied the catch in your breath

Out, out, out, out, out, out

Northbound I got carried away

As you boarded your train

South, south, south, south, south, south

A feather taken by the wind blowing

I'm afflicted by the not knowing so.

I look in people's windows

Transfixed by rose golden glows

They have their friends over to drink nice wine

I look in people's windows

In case you're at their table

What if your eyes looked up and met mine

One more time.

You had stopped and tilted your head

I still ponder what it meant

Now, now, now, now, now, now

I tried searching faces on streets

What are the chances you'd be

Downtown, downtown, downtown

Does it feel alright to not know me?

I'm addicted to the "If only".

So I look in people's windows

Like I'm some deranged weirdo

I attend christmas parties from outside

I look in people's windows

In case you're at their table

What if your eyes looked up and met mine

One more time.