I once knew a beautiful girl
Who had long blond hair and a curl
She looked after me and I looked before her
At that time, we hadn't a care

As time turned my head and my mind
The pleasure seemed harder to find
By then, it was such that I knew far too much
Now I stay home and slowly unwind

And I look out the window and see
Look out the window and see
I look out the window and see
But I get the feeling it doesn't see me

I go for a walk in the shed
And check out the paint and the lead
But it's always the changed and it gives me a pain
So I go home and I go back to bed

And I look out the window and see
Look out the window and see
I look out the window and see
But I get the feeling it doesn't see me