takin' in the sights

from my window seat

from the Third World poor

to the land of the free

back at home it's tony night

in Tinseltown you know it

don't mean nothin' to

the down and out



from my window

window to the world

from my window

window to the world



some people born

with a Bible in their hand

spend their life and money

lookin' for the promised land

some people only know

what they see on tv

some people say it's just

part of the plan



Chorus



lookin' out my window

on a busy street below

three in the morning

someone somewhere's

takin' a blow

the girls move in circles and

the drunks spin in loops

there's a jinxed walk to nowhere

that the dealers do

and it's a tightrope

just don't look down

every day in life we're walkin'

that shadow line



Chorus



Lyrics by Steve Phillips

© 1994 Webelo Ya-Ya Music BMI