Lonely Windows (House Version)

Mmm Ah-ah Rain is painting streets with gray Echoes drown the words I’d say Silent rooms behind the glass Watching strangers as they pass Every light becomes a sign Stories cross the fragile line Lonely windows burning through the night Little fires holding back the quiet In the storm I search for what is mine Waiting for a hand to cross the line (Waiting for a hand to cross the line) Ah-ah-mmm (Waiting for a hand to cross the line) Curtains hide a secret world Empty chairs and hearts grown cold But a single spark remains Shining softly through the rain Still I follow every flame Calling gently out my name Lonely windows burning through the night Little fires holding back the quiet In the storm I search for what is mine Waiting for a hand to cross the line (Waiting for a hand to cross the line) (Waiting for a hand to cross the line) Lonely windows burning through the night Little fires holding back the quiet In the storm I search for what is mine Waiting for a hand to cross the line