Text: Grinspoon. Easy. Dial Tone.

You made a fortune from your sole
So now trying resurrecting
You drew the map, they found the gold
Do I need an appointment
Some body looking in your window
Some baby searching for the sorrow
Next time he sees you she'll be told
About your recent study
They packed your bags and burned your clothes
Nothing got disconnected
Somebody looking in your window
Some baby searching far tomorrow
Some planets tend sooth the sole
Rainy, wet, sun, whatever

Just dump the plans we've kicked the goal
That's a fetch disappointment
Departure's unknown
Hey Hey
Somebody looking in your window
Some baby searching far tomorrow
Oh Yeah
Somebody looking in your window
Go baby gonna find some sorrow