Foo Fighters Window

Dancing in the wind, rainy on the weekend Thunder in the clouds, thunder in the clouds Lately I don't hear a sound Lately I don't hear a sound Maybe I should sleep, feel my eyes weaken Heavy coming down, heavy coming down I'm a puddle on the ground Just a puddle on the ground Then I saw your face, there in the window You were a window cleaner letting in the sun I saw your face there in the window You were a window cleaner letting in thе sun Pleased to finally meet you, swinging from the cеiling Watch you hang around, watch you hang around Until someone lets you down Until someone lets you down I saw your face, there in the window You were a window cleaner letting in the sun I saw your face there in the window You were a window cleaner letting in the sun Letting in the sun, man, that looks like fun