She's standing by the window, watching as the world goes by
In the distance there's a laughter, just beyond her sight
Her reflection in the glass is all she knows today
In the silence of her heart, she's drifting far away
Through the glass she sees the faces, all the life she'll never know
In their smiles she finds the comfort, but it's just a fleeting glow
Through the glass she feels the longing, for a touch she cannot feel
In her eyes there's a yearning, for a world that seems unreal
She's counting all the raindrops, as they race down from the sky
Each one a tiny story, of a tear she couldn't cry
Her world is made of whispers, of moments lost in time
In the quiet of her mind, she hears the distant chime
Through the glass she sees the colours, all the life she's left behind
In their light she finds a memory, that she cannot seem to find
Through the glass she feels the echoes, of a dream she once believed
In her heart there's a sorrow, for the love she never received
In the night she sees the city, all its lights a distant flame
But the warmth that she's been seeking, is a fire without a name
In the quiet of the evening, she's a shadow on the wall
In the darkness of the room, she's just a ghost who's learned to fall
Through the glass she sees the shadows, all the life that could have been
In their form she finds the echoes, of a world she's never seen
Through the glass she feels the distance, that no words can ever cross
In her soul there's a longing, for the dream she's long since lost
Passing by the window, watching as the world moves on
In the stillness of her heartburn, she knows the night will soon be gone
Through the glass she'll keep on walking, though the view will never change
In the end she'll find the solace, in the life she must erase