There's an old man sat by a window Waiting for his wife to come back from the Car with the keys and the money There's a girl trapped in sweet conversation The type that leads to nothing more than trouble And they're all washed With whites and greens Blues and yellows And they all dance Back and forth Back and forth, like mice There's a couple sat by a Window hand in and so still.. Since the wife got back From the car with the money And they're all washed With whites and greens Blues and yellows And they all dance Back and forth Back and forth, like mice Another 5 years of this And I'd go mad Treading in the same old Worn out circles Another 5 days of this And I'd go mad Treading in the same old Worn out circles