Bruce McCrae - Shop Glass Lyrics

Show me that thing they do
In stupid drama classes
Arms outstretched and feet secure
You fall and hope I catch you

We pass the tipping point
Suspend your fears
And release your soul
Who the people
Watching through shop Glass

Play me that song you love
So I can sit and watch you
Effortless fingers glide
On rosewood etched with lovers
And falls and greatest things
On slamming doors
And sparkling rings
Who the people
Watching through shop Glass

The highs the heavens bring
Too hard to hear amongst the high street din
Close the windows, hold the headlines
Lose the gaze

Step on that homeward train
Your winter coat around you
The engine sings through changing gears
In silence I can tell you
Of love that never dies
Of glory days spent in endless skies
Who the people watching through shop Glass
Who the people watching through shop Glass
Who the people watching through shop Glass