A Perfect Interlude

Sitting by the window, Watching everybody go by. Soaking up the atmosphere. I soaked it up until it was dry. Then I see you Looking in a vacuum. Oh, starry-eyed. Bit by bit, Yeah, I watch you disappear. Whoa, To the other side. Whoa, You know it really isn't real. Whoa, You're slipping in. The perfect interlude. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. Slowly lifting. Your feet don't touch the ground. Nobody notices. You leave without a sound. Yeah, but I see you Hiding in the background. Oh, starry-eyed. Bit by bit, Yeah, I watch you disappear. Whoa, To the other side. Whoa, You know it really isn't real. Whoa, You're slipping in. The perfect interlude. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in. I can feel myself slowly slipping in.