Lyrics

We could count all the windows in the city But you;re far too busy and I'm much too slow So I will start with the windows in this alley 'Cause you think in cities and I think in boroughs We could count all the planes at the airport But that would mean you and I were in the same spot So I will count all the planes I can see And I will talk to you like you are next to me I could count all the birds around me There must be a storm at sea, there must be a storm at sea I don't know why they come to me I will pretent it's them I won't believe it's me There was no sound when the birds came down and There were so many gulls and crows Now why do you suppose? There must be a storm at sea It's clearly them not me I looked up when you told me too