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WINDOWS OF MY MIND
by George McClure
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Standin on the Windows of My Mind
see the lovely things I left behind
Standin on the brink of all time
we'll all be angels in Heaven
bye and bye
In the first and second grades we would play
in the schoolyard said she'd marry me, Debby Fay
Standin on the Windows of My Mind
we'll all be angels in Heaven
bye and bye
Later I roamed the world a time or two,
lookin for someone special just like you
I gambled for gold in Norway, hiked Austra-li-yee
I watched the spout of the humpback whale at sea
I run the powdered gold through Mexico
learned the Spanish tongue, so it's told
coming north to Houston, crossin El Rio Grande,
caught by the Border Guards like Vietnam
After I roamed the world a time or two,
I come back home to Georgia, and you
I hugged you in my arms again and kissed your pretty lips
I felt your breath upon me in the mist
the clay was cold on my fingers in the soil
but I had to see you once again just as before
It's five years since she's gone, they told me,
in a crash on Route 7, with a tree.
Standin on the Windows of My Mind
see the lovely things I left behind
Standin on the brink of all time
we'll all be angels in Heaven
bye and bye
In the first and second grades we would play
in the schoolyard said she'd marry me, Debby Fay
Standin on the Windows of My Mind
we'll all be angels in Heaven
bye and bye
Later I roamed the world a time or two,
lookin for someone special just like you
I gambled for gold in Norway, hiked Austra-li-yee
I watched the spout of the humpback whale at sea
I run the powdered gold through Mexico
learned the Spanish tongue, so it's told
coming north to Houston, crossin El Rio Grande,
caught by the Border Guards like Vietnam
After I roamed the world a time or two,
I come back home to Georgia, and you
I hugged you in my arms again and kissed your pretty lips
I felt your breath upon me in the mist
the clay was cold on my fingers in the soil
but I had to see you once again just as before
It's five years since she's gone, they told me,
in a crash on Route 7, with a tree.
