Oh little window. You alone
can always watch outside the home.
But never ever you can chose,
If it is the inside or the outside you want to lose.

Almost invisible
trapped between two worlds,
Some times misty some times frozen. Always hard as ice.
Until it falls the hell on earth,
out of a plane like toxic rain.
In to the night.
Yes sir you are right
we Will be nice until it melts,
the never ever melting ice.

Oh little widow your alone.
Your lover is behind a stone.
But never ever you could chose,
On which front they had to lose.