Looking out through painted glass
all my love is been attached
to this picture of the world
on the walls its colors..
I meet friends who goes outside,
I see the truth within their eye
how am I to tell them soul
tell them that I live alone.
Passing pictures through the wall
little notes with left hands scroll
I don't make promises no more
just know I'm looking for the door.
- Willy Mason (Painted Glass)
#afternoon #monday #february