All of the windows
I can feel it through
All of the windows
Inside this room
I want to touch you baby
I want to feel you too
All of the windows
I want to touch you baby
I want to feel you too
I want to see someone else
I want to see someone else
The glass is cold against my skin
The light comes in but not the wind
I press my hands against the pane
I whisper your name again and again
I want to see someone else
I want to see someone else
I want to touch you baby
I want to feel you too
I want to see someone else
All of the windows
I can feel it through
Inside this room.
