I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
just watching patiently from the window
just letting seasons change someday
for all my dreams are crawling through that garden gate
I want to be a wandreing sailor
with silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
just letting seasons change
Ah ha you'll see
one day these dreams will crawl in through my door
and I'll come running to tie your shoe
I'll come running to tie your shoe
I'll come running to tie your shoe

I'll come running to tie your shoe . . .(Ohh Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh . . .