Window Glass - Mary Hopkin

Window glass, old and uneven

Gives your world a distorted view

Giving your life a new perspective

Depends which window you’re looking through

They say it’s unlucky to look at the moon

A new crescent moon through your window

Oh, but I can’t resist a lingering look

I wonder if that’s why my luck has changed

Window glass, old and uneven

Gives your world a distorted view

Giving your life a new perspective

Depends which window you’re looking through

Glass, it shatters and it cuts so deep

But I needed the break, I need to see clearly

What does it matter, it only hurts for a while

The shock of awakening from a long, troubled sleep

And your eyes, they can deceive you

Though you trust what you can see

You only get what you believe in

Be whatever you want to be

Window glass, old and uneven

Gives your world a distorted view

Shatter the illusion, start over again

Colour the picture a different hue

Shatter the illusion, start over again

You picked the window you’re looking through