Suzanne Vega - The Rent Song Lyrics
I am sitting by my window;I am thinking of my rent.I am looking through my pockets,And Im wondering where it went.I am feeling like the devil,Maybe like the devils wife.I am singing for my supper.I am singing for my life.Things go up and things go down,And we have all these highs and lows,But are we even in the end,I dont think anybody knows,But when I look from my windowI pretend that Im in france.You know I never have been thereBut I might jump at the chance.Tell me what do you doWith a troubled mind?Do you sing? do you cry?Do you wait for a better time?Do you think about tomorrowWhen youre living in today?And can you stop this tide against you,Make it go the other way?And when I look from my windowI can hear the little bird sing;And I like to hear those little birdsBecause then I know its spring.And spring comes after winter,Surely all of this we know.And spring is really coming,Its just so God damn slow.I am sitting by my window;I am thinking of my rent.I am looking through my pocketsAnd I am wondering where it went.I am feeling like the devil,Maybe like the devils wife.I am singing for my supper.I am singing for my life.
