Out This Open Window

BY BILL GABLE

Someday this will all come back to me
from far away, buckling my knees
the memory of this perfect day
suspended in limbo
summer leaves underneath a frozen pond
each of us never feeling we belong
what is it that keeps the simple truth
so hard to believe
impossible to count upon?
All my cares go out this open window
throwing everything I know out this open window

Last night after making love to you
I lay here staring at the sky
and everything I ever thought I knew
flooded my memory
somewhere far away it carried me
to a place beyond all resistance
what is there a man could ever need
to bring him peace of mind
beyond this existence?
All my cares go out this open window
throwing everything I know out this open window

Bill Gable's compositions are published and administered by Idle Speculation Music (ASCAP)

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