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There's a red headed beauty
She lives right next to me
She floats down the stairs to the yard
She stands there a minute of sweet indecision
Then she hops in the back of a strangers car

While the bees suckle pollen
And the vines keep a growin'
She returns after an hour or two
She can feel my concern
So she stops and turns
She says honey you don't know me and what I've been through

What do you see in the darkness of the night?
What do you think with all that you know?
In the shadows of the street lights
I see rows of glass houses and mountains of stone

There's a breeze of a man
And he's looking for cans
He pushes his cart down the lane
He walks with a grin no matter what state he's in
He comes bearing gifts and he know when it rains

What do you see in the darkness of the night?
What do you think with all that you know?
In the shadows of the street lights
I see rows of glass houses and mountains of stone

What do you see in the darkness of the night?
What do you think with all that you know?
In the shadows of the street lights
I see rows of glass houses and mountains of stone
I see rows of glass houses and mountains of stone