Из альбома: Singer Songwriter Beggarman Thief
I can see you through the window
By the glow from those party lights
But that glow just don't compare
With those tears shining in your eyes
I see you crying and looking across the street
And I'm alone here wishing that you'd look down at me
No one else can see
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
I can hear the people laughing
And I see you put the headphones on
Now you're swaying just a little bit
To some old girl group song
I can't stay much longer out here on the street
But I'm looking straight at you and I'm conquered in this car seat
Are you looking at me?
Kiss me, Claudine...
I wish you'd look at me instead of staring into empty space
But in your eyes are pop star lies the tears of clowns run down your
face
I think about leaving but I'll stay a while
Wish I could see those party lights reflected in a smile
If we were face to face I don't know what I'd do
If I was only twenty three years old and you were twenty two
Maybe we'd be meeting in the Blue Rose Cafe
Talking about great poetry like Walking In the Rain
Would you walk with me
Kiss me, Claudine...