Window Pain

There's a dimple in my head On the right side And I rub it from time to time It reminds me of a window pane I was five and wanted to play Chasing some boy down the street I didn't see what was in my way Broken glass, a beach of silica grains Reflecting sunlight and good times Went into the window pane But from that time I don't remember being hurt Just the freedom, in my shorts and an old t-shirt I don't see no window pane, no blood coming from my brain I don't remember feeling any pain On that day I hit my head But all that's left Is the laughter we had instead And all the fun we had So let me keep that in mind for the next heartbreak That the memory of pain It can turn into a good time It's all broken glass, a beach of silica grains Reflecting sunlight and good times Went into the window pane But from that time I don't remember being hurt Just the freedom, in my shorts and an old t-shirt I don't see no window pane, no blood coming from my brain I don't remember feeling any pain