| Meet me down on the street of windows
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| Girl that’s all I want you to do Meet me down on the street of windows
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| Baby let me look through you
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| Meet me down on the street of windows
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| Where the boys are too young to care
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| Now how I long just to hear the echo
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| Of every fallen teardrop there
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| 'Cause I can see your green eyes a-shinin'
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| And the flowers are growing
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| And it’s flowing any way the wind blows
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| Street of windows, let’s go down
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| So meet me down on the street of windows
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| Girl that’s all I want you to do Meet me down on the street of windows
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| Baby let me look through you
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| 'Cause I can see that you’re growing old child
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| And your hair is red and brown
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| And it’s flowing any way the wind blows
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| The street of windows, let’s go down
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| La la la la la la la la la…
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| 'Cause I can see your green eyes a-shinin'
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| And the flowers are growing so wild
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| I can hear your daddy cryin'
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| Just to watch you when you smile
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| So through the years on the street of windows
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| You can bring a walking cane
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| And I will hold you when the wind blows
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| You can be a child again
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| I said, you can be a child again
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| Street of windows
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| Let’s go down
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| I heard 'em singin'
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| La la la la la la la la la… |