I often sit here
And look out the window.
There I see,
I see the world.
I often sit here
And look out the window
Every time I see
The hills, dark green.
I often sit here
And look out the window
Sometimes I see
The sky, all blue.
I often sit here
And look out the window
Right now I see
Clouds, white and thick.
The cars race along the streets
Each of them another.
The train passes by
The trees, they change their color.
The world, it changes
Every day
And I never get tired of it.
I often sit here
And look out the window.
There I see,
I see the world.
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