Sunday night you climb in through the window of my room I left it open just for you Something wrong I hear it now I see it in your eyes I can feel it deep inside Mary Lou keeps telling me that everything alright Maybe she doesnґt realize She wants to leave And climbs outside into the cool night air It seems she doesnґt even care And every time I close my window I remember this, that final kiss Her shadow on the wall I hate those city lights that stare into my room They know my pain, led her astray And still I hear their call