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Mother. Look from the window. Mother. Yeah, look out there, mom. Mother. It's falling again. Look there, there. Mother, look from the window. Snow's covering the ground so white. Yesterday, the cat was washing its face all night. Mo- No mud left in the yard, everything's bright. Mo-I know you waited long through the cold And the rain. Mo-But your boy's coming home, Breaking every chain. Mo-Fields are dressed in silver, as if pure And clean. Just like in those old days when I was Seventeen. Mother, look from the window, See the world turn white. Your son is on his way, Stepping into the light. No more dirt on the roads, no more tears In your eyes. Snowflakes dancing down from the winter sky. Mother. Mother, look from the win- Tell me you see me coming. Mother. Home at last, no more running. Mother. Mother. Mother, look from the window. The frost painted patterns on the glass so fine. World's asleep under blanket, everything's divine. I wandered far, chased shadows in the night. But your voice called me back, Pulled me to the light. No stories now, just silence pure as your heart. I'm crossing the fields, we're never apart. Whispers soft, please hear my prayer, my pride. Through the flakes in the wind, I feel you Inside. No words needed, just that look from your Eyes. Mother, your window is my Paradise. Mother, look from the window, see the world turn White. Your son is home forever, Holding you tight. Snow keeps falling soft, covering all the pain. We decay, but now never lost again. Mother, look from the window. Yeah. Come here, mom. Look from the Window. Look.