700 Houses

Looking out my window,
what do I see?
Seven hundred houses,
Scattered in front of me.
Silence all around me,
deafening the air.
Not a sign of anyone,
I just have to stare.

What is this madness?
My hopes and dreams are sand.
All the signs that led me home
are scattered to the wind.
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Credits
Writer(s): John Leventhal, John B Leventhal, Susan Tedeschi
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