Window by  David Martin 

She looked at him like she's looking through a window
to find some new attraction on the other side
Her career was hot but his was not
She's running all over town

from his side of the window
I don't think he can tell
His house is spinning round

He was her staircase, to reach another level
away from dull routine, to her new life in the light
He's got foosball in the basement 
She's buying a new gown

from the bottom of the stairs
I don't think he can tell
His house is spinning round

We go out for a beer or two that soon is four or five
The talk gets free, and he tells me, 
he's has his reasons why
He understands she may have plans
That probably don't include him
If this is how she wants to live
He's fine with what ever comes around

Fortune fosters fickle friend her business found recession
His specialty is bankruptcy and debt consolidation
His phone is ringing night and day
Hers never makes a sound

from her side of the window
I don't think she can tell
her house is spinning round

Will he look at her like he's looking through a window

The News From The West

Window

David is a Santa Fe based songwriter with deep Texas roots. You can reach him at david84808@gmail.com.

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