If I never get back home,
There's no garden overgrown,
No windows in the walls,
No windows left alone,

No shirts to hang or fold,
No kid out in the cold,
No windows on the walls,
No windows on the phone.

If I'm stuck out here alone,
If I'm stranded here all year,
With just nothing left at home,
No windows disappear.

If the wheels jump off the road,
There's no windows left to know,
No perfect love above,
No punishment below.

When they shake, say the wings won't break.

If I'm stuck out here alone,
If I'm stranded here all year,
With just nothing left at home,
No windows disappear.

If the wheels jump off the road,
There's no windows left to know,
No perfect love above,
No punishment below.

When they shake, say the wings won't break.