I'll find a place somewhere in the corner

I'm gonna waste the rest of my days

Just watching patiently from the window

Just waiting seasons change, some day

Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you through that garden gate.





I want to be the wandering sailor

We're silhouettes by the light of the moon

I sit playing solitaire by the window

Just waiting seasons change, ah, ah

You'll see, one day, these dreams will pull you through my door

And i'll come running to tie your shoe

And i'll come running to tie your shoe.


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