empty windows

i watch you watch me patiently, for my eyes to close and my heart to see, and we will never dance, that's how it goes, when you're staring through the glass of empty windows, you press your thin hands to the ceiling, and your feet are nailed to the floor, and you can see but you can't feel how the wind blows, when you're staring through the glass of empty windows, i know you never lie but this whole you and i, who thought that this would fly?, i turn my eyes down low and i see the stars below, i know i have to go, and break through the glass of empty windows