Letras: The Mountain Goats. Going To Utrecht.

in the morning, i looked down
through the 3rd story window overlooking town
across the water, somewhere, you were sleeping over there
i couldn't believe it, i couldn't belive it.
not if i saw it with my own eyes,
(with my own eyes) x4

in the morning, i looked down
through the 3rd story window overlooking town
and i saw you. and i know you saw me too.
i couldn't belive it. i couldn't believe it.
not if i saw it with my own eyes,
(with my own eyes) x4