Edmond Ramsey songs
(c) 2004 Edmond Ramsey & Sterling Gage Vocals and Musical Arrangement By Mr. Sterling Gage Verse 1:
She's staring out the window At the people passing by Talking to someone who's not there At least not to you and me But who's as real as real can be Verse 2:
She's lost within her mind somewhere Running free People all around her snicker and stare They laugh and joke behind her back As she steps down off the train Chorus:
And I wonder if she knows she's pretty And if she is scared to death Like all the other lost souls in this city I can't help thinking, perhaps It's us who need her pity Verse 3:
She looks at life through stained glass eyes With the curtains all pulled down Where square pegs fit somehow into a world that's round She listens to the same song a thousand times a day Because she likes the way it sounds Repeat Chorus Bridge:
She walks up and down the same street armed with her illusions Holding on to each one like a polished stone Amidst all this world's confusion She sees past the grit and grime Dances down the back-roads of her mind Changed Chorus:
And I wonder if she knows that she is pretty And I wonder if she is scared to death And I wonder if she thinks about the lost souls in this city And I wonder if she knows just how much we need her pity Tag:
She's staring out the window At the people passing by And sometimes... she cries
She's staring out the window At the people passing by Talking to someone who's not there At least not to you and me But who's as real as real can be Verse 2:
She's lost within her mind somewhere Running free People all around her snicker and stare They laugh and joke behind her back As she steps down off the train Chorus:
And I wonder if she knows she's pretty And if she is scared to death Like all the other lost souls in this city I can't help thinking, perhaps It's us who need her pity Verse 3:
She looks at life through stained glass eyes With the curtains all pulled down Where square pegs fit somehow into a world that's round She listens to the same song a thousand times a day Because she likes the way it sounds Repeat Chorus Bridge:
She walks up and down the same street armed with her illusions Holding on to each one like a polished stone Amidst all this world's confusion She sees past the grit and grime Dances down the back-roads of her mind Changed Chorus:
And I wonder if she knows that she is pretty And I wonder if she is scared to death And I wonder if she thinks about the lost souls in this city And I wonder if she knows just how much we need her pity Tag:
She's staring out the window At the people passing by And sometimes... she cries
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