I'm looking out my window And I can see all the good and the bad And I'm trying to be thankful For all the past fortunes I've had I'm standing at the window Trying to stay off the ledge 'Cause when you're drawn to the window You're also drawn to the edge If there's a hole in your soul Think about it as though It's nothing more than a window And you can look deep within Then start to begin To repair what damage there is I'm staring into the window I can see my pain in its pane I'm trapped inside the window Encased in its frame I'm trying to open the window Pushing against the glass Is it a passage to the future? Or a portal to the past? If there's a hole in your soul Think about it as though It's nothing more than a window And you can look deep within Then start to begin To repair what damage there is (repair) ♪ If there's a hole in your soul Think about it as though It's nothing more than a window And you can look deep within Then start to begin To repair what damage there is To repair what damage there is Oh, to repair what damage there is