BUILDING/APT. LIGHT
Every night, I sit outside your building in my car.
A light, that ahines bright.
I can't ignore, there's another guy at the door. I see it's not me.
I look up the tower, All those guys have the power.
Those guys make me want to cry.
A love for you it's true, I can't hide.
Seeing you with another makes me so blue.
We're so near, yet so far.
I sing a blues song,
How much I long.
I want it to be me.
It makes me want to cry, that visiting you is some other guy.