Window of My Mind [Russian translation]

It was 1 am when this bus left the station

It sure has been a long time headed west

But my life just couldn't stand more complication

I had to do what I knew was best

And the morning on a Greyhound isn't pretty

The sunrise cuts into the dreams of night

Long shadows make a stage set of some city

The bus keeps rumbling till it's out of sight

Through the window of this bus I see the prairies

Through the window of this bus I see the early morning dew

But it's when I close my eyes that I see clearly

Through the window of my mind I see you

It's 9 am when we pull into Camborne

I stiffly climb out down onto the ground

I hail a cab, the last part of this travel

Not sure if I'm lost or I am found

Through the window of this cab I see the mountains

Through the window of this cab I see the early morning dew

But it's when I close my eyes that I see clearly

Through the window of my mind I see you

And the cabbie pulls up slowly like I told him

I look up and I see you and I cry

You're curled up on the porch, two cups of coffee

And a smile that looks about a mile wide

Through the window of my mind I see the prairies

Through the window of my mind I see the early morning dew

'Cause it's when I close my eyes that I see clearly

Through the window of my mind I see you

Through the window of my mind I see you