You By The Open Window کے بول

You sit by the open window Paperback resting on page ten The afternoon breeze stirs Patterns of light on the floor I watch from the street corner I watch from the street corner Silent among the moving crowd Music travels across the street I catch only the high notes Your laughter is a wild bird Flying somewhere I cannot follow And that is enough Oh, and that is enough for me (Enough for me) Sea spray misting the railing The salt tastes like the hour You turn to greet a stranger That smile was never mine to keep A gift for the fading light Brief and bright as the tide Distance is a velvet cloth Keeping all the edges soft No need to speak your name To feel the warmth you leave In the quiet space between us The space between Music travels across the street I catch only the high notes Your laughter is a wild bird Flying somewhere I cannot follow And that is enough Oh, and that is enough for me Sea spray misting the railing The salt tastes like the hour You turn to greet a stranger That smile was never mine to keep A gift for the fading light Brief and bright as the tide Distance is a velvet cloth Keeping all the edges soft No need to speak your name To feel the warmth you leave In the quiet space between us The space between Music travels across the street I catch only the high notes Your laughter is a wild bird Flying somewhere I cannot follow And that is enough Oh, and that is enough for me A witness to the afternoon remains