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