[00:00.00] 作词 : Tom Iansek[00:01.00] 作曲 : Tom Iansek[00:42.39]The morning leads me over to my window.[00:46.30]The air feels sharp against my skin.[00:49.99]Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in[00:53.97]I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.[00:58.29]People walk past on the streets.[01:02.10]A city that I will never meet.[01:06.70]People in their cars and their cars in the streets,[01:10.10]the streets in the city where I sleep.[01:30.40]Walk down to the supermarket.[01:34.45]Milk and bread in my basket.[01:38.13]Chocolate on the shelf and my mind on the docket,[01:42.45]I'm a slave to the change that's in my pocket.[02:18.28]Planes draw lines in the skies.[02:22.16]Beautiful people fill my eyes.[02:26.17]Drawing lines now to my own conclusions,[02:30.25]beauty is desire in disguise.[02:50.22]The morning leads me over to my window.[02:53.82]The air feels sharp against my skin.[02:58.19]Am I leaning out, or the outside leaning in[03:03.62]I wonder as I listen to the wind blow.