Tables
By Aida
I can see through the fog
I can see the colours staring back at me
Was the trip up here long
No one ever visits me
I can feel your heat in the room, you're by the door
But I wonder why you won't step out on the floor
I won't bite
I'm all right

Who's standing outside my window
I know someone's there
Who are you

Your faces are all the same
I want out of the blame
You know
You know it was not
Who had stood outside my window
I knew she was there
But only for me

You wanna push your rules on me, and your dreams
Well that's fine
Only this time keep in mind
That I'm likely to scream for everyone to hear
Yes they'll hear
Oh they'll hear
Please let them he-

-ee was never one to think twice about what he did
And he was fair
And I never had an opinion when it counted
(He was never one to think twice about what he did
So he counted back)
Cuz I was not there
Not there

Who'll let you in now that the
Window has been sealed shut
Who are you
To think that I am here for you
When I'm the one outside
Lyrics © the Tripods 2000