I can hear through these walls I can hear it when they're fooling around I can hear through these walls And I hear every sigh, every sound I can hear through these walls In the dark with the shades pulled down
Every word, that they say Every move they make, feels it's coming my way My favourite moment Is putting the glass up, next to the wall Imagination Though I see nothing, I hear it all Putting my sign up Do not disturb me Speak or shout, inside out Oh and my clothes are all layed out I can see through my window, I can see the girls and the boys I can see through my window, and I can imagine the noise I can see through my window, I can see them playing with toys Oh I hope, it won't end Ooh if I promise not to touch, just be a friend
Life is so lonely And I don't get high off, just being me Cos I like pretending Wanting to touch them, wanting to see It's only normal Creeping behind you No don't shout, cos it's alright They keep the windows locked and the doors shut tight
Ooh I'm feeling like I'm locked in a cage No way in, no way out Oh and it gets lonely Am I really asking a lot? Just to reach out and touch somebody Cos when I look through my windows, or open my doors I can feel it all around me And I can hear through these walls I can hear it when they're fooling around I can hear through these walls And I hear every sigh, every sound I can hear through these walls In the dark with the shades pulled down Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah
Compositor: Phillip David Charles Collins (PRS)Intérprete: Phillip David Charles Collins (Phil Collins) (PPL - I)Músicos: Daryl Stuermer (PPL - I) (Guitarra Solo), Mo Foster (Guitarra Solo), Phil Collins (PPL - I) (Steel Drums, Keyboards)Editores: Concord Music Publishing Llc (PRS), Collins Philip Ltd (MCPS)Produtor: Wm InternacionalPublicado em 2019 (09/Ago)ECAD verificado obra #41422 e fonograma #19610518 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM