I watch the street as strangers pass
Across my kitchen’s window glass
It’s one by one as they pass by
They seem so sad, I want to cry
Can it be true, is this the end
Including all, both foe and friend ?
I watch the street as strangers pass
Across my kitchen’s window glass
It’s one by one as they pass by
They seem so sad, I want to cry
Can it be true, is this the end
Including all, both foe and friend ?