Painted Glass

Come and open up the windows

Yeah, I'm bringing in the heat

You know, I wanna hear the planes flying over

You know, I wanna hear the street

Seems like we've been here the long year

We've been here with bated breath

You've been looking for an angle

And I've been waiting for a death

Oh, there's only a few of us left

There's only a few of us left

Love, oh, there's only a few of us left

But I remember

We were walking through the old town

Coming in over the pass

You were checking your reflection

There in the shopfront smeared glass

I saw the glory of a new love

Oh, this pain, this restlessness

Some days, I feel better

Some days, I feel blessed

Oh, there's only a few of us left

You know, there's only a few of us left

Love, oh, there's only a few of us left

But we got home