A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill   Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill   Green splashed with white and red going brown   Children baiting animals running up and down      I stare out of this window   See the world go past      Slipping from the newspapers stacked against the wall   Piles of color supplements squeeze between his fall   For a fleeting second I was up that hill   Although I've never been there I wish I was there still      I stare out of this window   See the world go past   I've read and looked at everything   I know it off by heart      Deliveries every day newspapers and food   Never had to venture out the phone has been removed   Open up the window and stare up Primrose Hill   Sitting here it's dark outside and everything is still      I stare out of this window   See the world go past   I've read and looked at everything   I know it off by heart