The Parking

The parking is filled with cars
Working people in tight suits
The gate's sliding and everyone
Says goodbye to their cars

I can see it all
From my bedroom window

There's always a light
I wonder what they do
In their offices at night
I'll never know for sure

I can't see it all
From my bedroom window



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Siino
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