Balcony Talk Songtext
von JPattersson

Looking out my window
I see you every day
Strange woman
On the opposite balcony
Beautiful stranger
Might be your name You seem familiar to me
So close, so far away
With a glass of wine in your hand
It looks like you′re in the scene
The last moment before you flee
Into another galaxy


Morning woman
The glass is still full in your hand
You're not thirsty anymore
Pouring wine in
Is it imagination?
Your mouth is moving slightly
Are you talking to yourself, or to the guy
On the opposite balcony?

Looking out my window
I see things my own way
All the strangers
Living for a day