Through the Window
Peter Beckett
I should have known it the minute
You wouldn't look into my eyes
I saw the light in the distance
Still it took me by surprise
So I ran down to your house
But before I reached the door
Through the window, through the window
I could almost touch the pane
I could see you in the firelight
I was in the pouring rain
Through the window, through the window
I could almost touch the pane
I could hear her, she was laughing
I could hear her say my name
I couldn't hold back the anger
There was so much to do and say
I shook my fist at the window
Sure that I would have my way
But the anger turned to pain
As I turned into the night again
Can you imagine the way that I feel
Broken emotion, love is too real