Sally Fingerett

Papa’s at the front wheel, he loves to spit his chew
Mama’s starting drinking - she loves her Mountain dew
Boo boo’s in the backseat wondering
Do dreamsicles come true?
Me I’m looking out the window

Up until this morning - the secret was all mine
The curse of turning thirteen is like a posted sign
Mama said you’re part of nature’s seasons
She’s so happy that she cried
I thought that I’d fly out the window
Windows, windows, a piece of glass, transparency
All of a sudden I’m looking there

She warned me of my womanhood, I think my mirror lies
They say to tell a woman, you can see it in her eyes
Me - I don’t see nothing - just scenery disguised as me
Looking out a window
Windows, windows, dirty glass in front of me
And all of a sudden, I’m looking there

I see someone starring right there back at me
She’s someone that I used to know
Where did mama’s pretty girl go

Aunt Amy can’t have children
It happened way back when
Stories of the backroom where the dirty staircase ends
At times she’s like a willow
I find her weeping in the wind
I wave goodbye behind my window
Windows, windows, broken glass for some I fear
All of a sudden I’m looking there
I see someone starring right there back at me
She’s someone that I’ll someday know
I’ll someday know her, I’ll someday know her
Someone that I’ll someday know

©1993 Sally Fingerett, Green Fingers Music, BMI