Take a look at my window

I stare out of my window with my loneliness in bloom
I try to call you, I try to call you from the phone box down the hall
I’d like to see you and I’d like to meet you 

Won’t you please give me a call?
Ooo, take a look at my window

I stare out of my window at the empty streets below
Behind the shades of fading glass I have nowhere else to go
So I take a look at my window
I take a look at my window
A look at my window 


- A Flock of Seagulls