A Room With A View

<br>[Words &amp; Music: Cavestany]<br><br>Sitting at the window staring down<br>Listen to the people shuffle around<br>Hear the children laughing<br>Feel the morning breeze<br>Sunlight warms his skin<br>The autumn air is taken in<br>A nearby bird sings its song for him<br><br>A room with a view<br>You`re looking at him<br>He`s looking through you<br>A room with a view<br>Who`s fooling who<br>There`s got to be something that he knew<br><br>So there he sits and some may wonder<br>About the sly grin on his face<br>Yet little do they know<br>(they don`t have a clue)<br>The boundaries of his wisdom<br>In the solitude of his kingdom