Zpěvník s akordy

This cannot be real Lookin' out into the cold This window holds a view Of you and I and growing old I would call you now If I had strength on telephones I would call you now And say the words To bring you home This cannot be real Lookin' out into the rain This window holds a view Of you and I And how things change I would call you now If you weren't sleeping Three hours from here I would call you now And sing the words That bring you near I would call you now If you weren't sleeping Three hours from here So lay your sweet head down And dream of me So far yet near