Текст (слова) песни: George Strait - Which Side Of The Glass
In a second story window framed in lace There she is again Sitting staring into space Thinking back to better days Darlin?with the pain Some folks think it? teardrops Me, I think it? rain
And there it is the cold hard truth So plain to see The living proof Where do you stand? What? your point of view? I guess it all depends on Which side of the glass you?e looking through
Beneath a neon chandelier He leans on polished oak And orders one more whiskey Lights another smoke He shivers at the memory And trembles as he stirs Some folks think it? him But me, I think it? her
And there it is the cold hard truth So plain to see The living proof Where do you stand? What? your point of view? I guess it all depends on Which side of the glass you?e looking through
I turn towards the mirror It? time to face the facts Looking for the reason You?e not ever coming back
And there it is the cold hard truth So plain to see The living proof Where do you stand? What? your point of view? I guess it all depends on Which side of the glass you?e looking through
Oh, I guess it all depends on Which side of the glass You?e looking through
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