Quiet

There's a quiet little man and he sits at his window Doesn't make a sound but he watches where the wind blows Wants to go outside, fears wouldn't let him First a little smile and the fears come rolling You can go outside where the sun, the people blind you You can go outside where the love of the people finds you You can go outside where the sun, the people blind you You can go outside where the love of the people finds you It will find you, it will find you, it will find you When he walks through the maze in the circles of his back place While the Jew on his roof is still tying up his shoelace He will never curse again all the days on his home spent Nailing all the doors jumping through the window You can go outside where the sun, the people blind you You can go outside where the love of the people finds you You can go outside where the sun, the people blind you You can go outside where the love of the people finds you It will find you, it will find you, it will find you