Painted Glass
Willy Mason
Looking out through painted glass
All my love is been attached
To this picture of the world
On the walls its colors
I meet friends who goes outside,
I see the truth within their eye
How am I to tell them soul
Tell them that I live alone.
Passing pictures through the wall
Little notes with left hands scroll
I don't make promises no more
Just know I'm looking for the door.
