I'm here by my window
I am waiting for your parade
I will salute you
From above the crowd as you make your way
You won the battle
You've won the war
I admit it now
I could not give any more
My condition is your reward
I am a building
Here without doors
The altitude is now
Return to sender
Every letter
That is yours
I am sure
That I am a building
Here without doors
Fire blazing
Did you see me waving to you from above
Things are looking clear now
My eyes are wide enough to see the way a sniper does
Behind the barrel of a good gun