Teardrop windows crying in the sky, he’s all alone and wondering why
Ivory white, but feeling kinda blue,
Cause there’s no one there to share the view
There’s too many vacant seats, he’s been feeling all sore and teal
And the sun sets over the sounds, and he’s going to sleep
Built in balls, stands the tallest on the course
He was once the city’s only toast
In all postcards was positioned as a star
He was looked up to and fonded by
But in 1962, the needle made its big debut
And everybody forgot what it outgrew
He wonders where the workers are, who once filled every floor
The elevators operate, but don’t much anymore, anymore, anymore
Teardrop windows crying in the sky, how he years have quickly passed him by
Cleaning why gives the deeṗest baby blue, he is lonely just like me and you
Cause there’s too many vacant seats,
He’s been feeling all sore and teal
When the sun sets over the sounds, he just goes to sleep
There’s too many vacant seats,
He’s been feeling all sore and teal
When the maids turn off the lights, he just goes to sleep
