Windows Виталий Бур, Яна Бур

Windows, windows
Morning on the pane
Light in little squares
Crawling through the frame

Looking, looking
At the changing sky
Air comes in slow
Like it's passing by

Pull it all wider
Let it shake the room
One more second
Then it turns to bloom

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, feeling true
Air, air, coming through

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, breathe it in
Air, air, let it begin

Shadows on the floor
Move like someone near
Curtain on the lamp
Pulling out the years

Dust on the sill
Gold in the glass
Everything outside
Pushing me to pass

Pull it all wider
Let it shake the room
One more second
Then it turns to bloom

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, feeling true
Air, air, coming through

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, breathe it in
Air, air, let it begin

If the walls get close
I turn to what shows
If the room goes still
Where the daylight spills

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, feeling true
Air, air, coming through

Windows, windows, open wide
Lighting, lighting on my side
Looking, looking, breathe it in
Air, air, I step in