Window Seat (靠窗座位) - Your Friend, Peter Giles The countryside looks like a quilt All the cities look like building blocks with mirrors My neighbor in the next seat has his headphones loud enough for me to hear One more hour till seattle says the stewardess over the microphone My window is my TV like I'm sitting in my living room alone I'm all alone I get so lost when I change my Tv screen My mind lets go of what's been bugging me Oh what's been bugging me The country roads below and endless fog is quite the scenery Quite the scenery before you know it I'll be back But until then I will be an adventurer and no less than that No less than that The plane flies low surprising sunny day And I can see the fixtures coming in across the bay My hotel's only five miles away There's just something about this city I can't explain编辑于2021/03/17更新