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Look Through My Window

The Mamas and the Papas

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I used to live in new york city.          
Everything there was dark and dirty.    
Outside my window was a steeple      
With a clock that always said twelve-thirty.     
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Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings i can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And i can't keep myself from talking.
At first so strange to feel so friendly.    
To say good morning and really mean it.       
To feel these changes happening in me    
But not to notice till i feel it.       
Refrão:
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings i can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And i can't keep myself from talking.
Cloudy waters cast no reflection.     
Images of beauty lie there stagnant.   
Vibrations bounce in no direction    
And lie there shattered into fragments.    
Refrão:
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings i can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And i can't keep myself from talking.

Look Through My Window

The Mamas and the Papas