Testo
I'm sitting by the window of
Your 32nd floor apartment
Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I'm sitting, watching wind blow
Watching time go, watching cars go by
I'm waiting for these memories to begin
If I threw my guitar
Out the window, so far down
Would I start to regret it
Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall
Fall
Fall
Yeah
Garbage trucks and taxi cabs
Don't seem like they can reach me here
The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint
Well, the way you treat me like the only
Slightly brings me down a lot
I don't think that I'll ever be the same
Yeah
If I threw my guitar
Out the window, so far down
Would I start to regret it
Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
