Somewhere Else - Jill Barber

I live on the corner where lovers meet

Young cubs linger and shuffle their feet

Up here in my window seat

Looking down from on high at the world passing by

Just wasting time

Playing songs to myself

You are somewhere else

I live right beside the old clock tower

It serves to remind me that every passing hour

That I spend here alone, dear, all by myself

You are somewhere else

Down at the corner is where I’ll be

When the clock strikes the hour that you come to me

But for right now I am here

Playing songs to myself

You, dear, are somewhere else