From the street I see your window
And I look up in
And is that even your house
Is that Sappho you're readingIs it cool and I don't care
Can you feel me in the air
Under the crack in the door
Can you tell I have no floorAnd I'm shivering just thinking
Where have you been
All these minutes
I am too stressed out to
Do the thing that they won't do
Why should I fight back
I'm just not like thatAnd I'm sorry if
I have been a real bad friend
Your face too close to mine
To hear you talkSo I look up into your window
On the street where I am standing
Is that even your house
Is that your landing
And I want to know what you're reading
Is it cool and I don't care
Can you feel me in the air
Under the crack in the door
Can you tell I have no floorI'm not grounded
Nothing
