Luluc - Small Window Тексты

Flying over Chicago
bare trees line the white snow
Day light fades and lines of cars flash
across the night in red and gold

What a view from my small window
What a view from my small window

On the way another new home
looking out on streets I'll come to know
And different faces, but they'll remind me of
those I love far from here

Crystal water in a blue dream
stretching further than I can see
I try and try to swim all the way
but must learn to use my body well