Window Seat

So many cities and so far you're privy

to the places you can't find yourself

all the while lookin' all the while searchin'

the faces starin' and the voices singin'

I bet you know how many miles it takes

to New York City

and how many stops are in between

I can see you on my TV and the view is great from here

yeah this window pane is lighting up my eyes

and I hear you sing of Nashville sometimes California

here I am with a window seat

How many Bibles have you read in all the motels

hidden by the Gideons

all for preachin Jesus to the restless and the hopeless

the wayward and the broken

I bet you could count all the cracks above you

up on that ceilin'

and how many dreams are stuck in between (yeah)

CHORUS

Bridge: So there you are, and you're living my dream

but the difference between you and me

's that you're there and I'm not

I'm in a window seat....