My phobia has got me and I dare not leave the room   I'm stare out of my window with my loneliness in bloom   I try to call you and I try to call you from the phonebox down the hall   I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you won't you please give me a call   Oh take a look at my window   Oh take a look at my window   Oh take a look at my window   I close my eyes and I think of you, a million miles away   I pray you to be tomorrow where we were yesterday   I try to call you and I try to call you but I just can't find the words   I'd like to see you and I'd like to meet you, is this misplace so absurd   Oh take a look at my window   Oh take a look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   I stare out of my window and the empty streets below   Behind the shades of fading glass I got nowhere else to go   So I take a look at my window   I take a look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   A look at my window   Take a look at my window   Take a look at my window