Picture This

Something on the windowsill

Caught her eye and held her still

The cars pass by outside

Nowhere left to hidePicture this now crystal clear

Nothing left to hold her here

And creeping up meanwhile

Traces of a smileSomething on the windowsill

Caught her eye and held her still

The cars pass by outside

Here I go flying

Open wide to see if I could flySomething on the windowsill

Something on the windowsill