Another sleepy Sunday, safe within the wallsOutside a dying world in desperation callsBut no-one hears the cries, or knows what they’re aboutThe doors are locked within, or is it from, without…
Looking through rose colored stained glass windowsNever allowing the world to come inSeeing no evil and feeling no painMaking the light as it comes from within, so dim…
Out on the doorstep lay the masses in decayIgnore them long enough, maybe they’ll go awayWhen you have so much you think, you have so much to loseYou think you have no lack, when you’re really destitute
Looking through rose colored stained glass windows – stained glass windows!Never allowing the world to come in – they won’t lemmie come in!Seeing no evil and feeling no pain – no feel, no pain!Making the light as it comes from within, so dim – the light’s so dim!
– So dim – the light’s so dim!
Looking through rose colored stained glass windowsNever allowing the world to come inSeeing no evil and feeling no painMaking the light as it comes from within, so dim, so dim!
Performed by Petra
Songwriters: Bob Hartman