Looking through your window
Through the pane
Anywhere the wind blows
Try me again
Reverse the feeling
Preserve the pain
Finding all the pieces
of you again
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
Why worry, don't worry about being alone
The world moves in circles
The universe will find you were home
Looking through your window
Through the pane
Anywhere the wind blows
Try me again
Reverse the feeling
Preserve the pain
Finding all the pieces
of you again
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
Don't worry, no hurry, but I'm lost and alone
Don't mind me, you won't find me
But I'll find you and take you home
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
Why worry, don't worry about being alone
The world moves in circles
The universe will find you were home
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
Picking up the pieces
coming to your senses
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