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 this 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

You wake me with your gentle cooing voice
for all I long,
for far more I rejoice.

Lyrics submitted by benuski

Small Window song meanings
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