Through My Window Songtext
von Clear

I can see slender arms of trees
Stir color in their leaves
Through my window
I can hear early morning childish birds
Beckon without words
Through my window
But for me the touch of my own hand
Takes a speck of time or sand
At my window
To stand up to a furnace
To hurl a tiny stone
To step out on the water
Not to drown
No pioneer has planted foot upon the ground
Sitting down
Faith cried from across the tracks
Around the corner and through my window
I can hear the yearning of the hungry
That I can′t feed
Through my window


To stand up to a furnace
To hurl a tiny stone
To step out on the water
Not to drown
No pioneer has planted foot upon the ground
Sitting down
I can sit
I can gaze
Through my window and still sing praise
But you want me on my feet
Perseverance can complete
What my faith tells me I know
I can't reach it
Through my window
To stand up to a furnace
To hurl a tiny stone
To step out on the water
Not to drown
No pioneer has planted foot upon the ground
Sitting down
To stand up to a furnace
To hurl a tiny stone
To step out on the water
Not to drown
No pioneer has planted foot upon the ground
Sitting down
Through my window