I'll find a place somewhere in the corner I'm gonna waste the rest of my days just watching patiently from the window just letting seasons change someday for all my dreams are crawling through that garden gate I want to be a wandreing sailor with silhouettes by the light of the moon I sit playing solitaire by the window just letting seasons change Ah ha you'll see one day these dreams will crawl in through my door and I'll come running to tie your shoe I'll come running to tie your shoe I'll come running to tie your shoe
I'll come running to tie your shoe . . .(Ohh Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh . . . )