Bb C Dm Dm Gm F C Dm Gm Bb F C Another sleepy Sunday safe within the walls Outside a dying world in desperation calls But noone hears the cries or knows what they're about The doors are locked within, or is it from without Dm C F C Dm C F C (Chorus) Looking through rose-colored stained glass windows Never allowing the world to come in Seeing no evil and feeling no pain And making the light as it comes from within So dim...So dim Out on your doorstep lay masses in decay Ignore them long enough maybe they'll go away When you have so much you think you have so much to lose You think you have no lack when you're really destitute
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