Joe, Marc's Brother Hide Away
I used to have a small house
With a window and a view
I would stand there every morning
To catch a glimpse of you
And there were days you'd see me watching
And ask me to come out
But I never had the courage
To leave my little house
Then you went away
As quickly as you came
And I would always wait
But you were never to return again
Well I used to know a person
With his face inside a book
And the world went on around him
But there he never ever looked
Above the binding she was dancing
To a tune he couldn't hear
And long before he reached the ending
It suddenly had become clear
That she had gone away
As quickly as she came
And he would always wait
But she was never to return again
I used to have a small house
With a window and a view
I would stand there every morning
To catch a glimpse of you
So many hide away
So many subtle ways
And love would always wait for you
But no one person waits forever
Nobody can wait forever
