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The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew
Everybody knows when little children play
They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
When will those black skies turn to blue
Everybody knows when boys grow into men
They start to wonder when their country will call
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
What is the whole world coming to
Everybody knows when men can not be friends
Their quarter loves an ends
Some have to die, some have to die
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
There must be something we can do
Everybody knows whenever rain appears
It's really angel tears
How long must they cry
Where is the sunshine we once knew
Everybody knows when little children play
They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
When will those black skies turn to blue
Everybody knows when boys grow into men
They start to wonder when their country will call
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
What is the whole world coming to
Everybody knows when men can not be friends
Their quarter loves an ends
Some have to die, some have to die
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
There must be something we can do
Everybody knows whenever rain appears
It's really angel tears
How long must they cry
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Windows of the World Lyrics as written by Hal David Burt F Bacharach
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
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Boy ponders sadness of the world as if stuck indoors on a rainy day, yearning for the shitness to lift, for the sun to return and shine through the windows once more so that kids can play in the sun - not be called up to fight for their country. Cracking little low-key song.