Little Clapboard house Rent always due Railroad tracks And factory smokestacks for a view No easy street In our neighborhood Yeah, it was hard to tell The bad times from the good Summer nights, just lyin' there Watchin' the fan go 'round Find a cool spot on the pillow And fall asleep dreamin' about Bigger windows, bluer skies Greener grass and more sunshine Where a long shot's not so far away Where hope is always high and dreams have room To stretch their wings and fly Through bigger windows, bluer skies Those trains rolled by And time did too That tiny place Looked even smaller in my rear view Yeah, I've come a few miles But I'm still that girl With my nose pressed Against the window to the world Lookin' through A windshield of possibilities Life sure does look different Sometimes all you need Are bigger windows, bluer skies Greener grass and more sunshine Where a long shot's not so far away Where hope is always high and dreams have room To stretch their wings and fly Through bigger windows, bluer skies A different town, a different job Or just a different room No matter where you are right now What I wish for you Are bigger windows, bluer skies Greener grass and more sunshine Where a long shot's not so far away Where hope is always high and dreams have room To stretch their wings and fly Through bigger windows, bluer skies Through bigger windows, bluer skies © PLATINUM PLOW MUSIC; WB MUSIC CORP.; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; DIDN'T HAVE TO BE MUSIC; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com