I`m sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment Waiting for your phone calls all to end I`m sitting, watching wind blow, watching time go, watching cars go by I`m waiting for these memories to begin CHORUS: If I threw my guitar Out the window so far down Would I start to regret it? Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall, fall, fall? Garbage trucks and taxi cabs don`t seem like they can reach me here The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint Well the way you treat me like the only slightly brings me down a lot I don`t think that I`ll ever be the same CHORUS UNTIL END:
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