When I look out my window. Many sights to see. And when I look in my window. So many different people to be. That it's strange. So strange. . You got to pick up every stitch.
You see this kind of chick in every town. Whenever there's a scene she's always hangin' around. She's so naive and innocent, stares at you with awe. She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw.
When I look outside my window. What do I see?. And when I look outside my window. So many different people to be, yeah. . That it's strange, so strange.
Sunshine came softly through my window today. Could've tripped out easy but I've changed my ways. It'll take time I know it but in a while. You're gonna be mine and I know it, we'll do it in style.
When I look outside my window. What do I see?. And when I look outside my window. So many different people to be, yeah. . That it's strange, so strange.
Fine rock a-pooling coast. This starfish-on-the-toast. The men in the crabbing boats they cry. . Far across the harbor. And 'round the sandy cove. The shepherd with his pipe and sheep he drove.
Oh, happy I am. Call on the new day. People and flowers. Are one in the same. They're all in a chain. At the beginning of a new world. . Someone's singing and I think it's me.
Sailing homeward, it's time to go home. Over the ocean of life we must roam. And when you get there, say hello for me. For I've a long, long way to go.