The Window
As I closed my eyes today and got to a more peaceful place, these words rolled across my inner viewing screen:
When I look out my Window,
What do I see
I see a picture of you
Looking back at me.
Later I realized I must be borrowing from an old tune by Donovan. I looked up the lyrics and found:
What do I see
I see a picture of you
Looking back at me.
Later I realized I must be borrowing from an old tune by Donovan. I looked up the lyrics and found:
When I look out my Window,
Many sights to see.
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be ...
When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see ?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure he's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch...
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be ...
When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see ?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure he's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch...
Indeed, it is strange.
posted by Eclectricz @ 8:32 PM
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