Foreign Window

Dsus4 Cadd9 I saw you from a foreign window Dsus4 Cadd9 Bearing down the sufferin' road Dsus4 Cadd9 You were carryin' your burden Dsus4 Cadd9 To the palace of the Lord D G Cadd9 G Cadd9 To the palace of the Lord I spied you from a foreign window When the lilacs were in bloom And the sun shone through your window pane To the place you kept your books You were reading on your sofa You were singin' every prayer That the masters had instilled in you Since Lord Byron loved despair In the palace of the Lord In the palace of the Lord Cadd9 D And if you get it right this time G Cadd9 G Cadd9 You don't have to come back again Cadd9 D And if you get it right this time Cadd9 There's no need to explain