- cifra   
  
      
   There is a town in north Ontario 
 With dream comfort memory to spare 
 And in my mind 
 I still need a place to go 
 All my changes were there 
    Blue, blue windows behind the stars 
 Yellow moon on the rise 
 Big birds flying across the sky 
 Throwing shadows on our eyes 
 Leave us   
 Helpless, helpless, helpless 
 Baby can you hear me now? 
 The chains are locked 
 and tied across the door 
 Baby, sing with me somehow   
 Blue, blue windows behind the stars 
 Yellow moon on the rise 
 Big birds flying across the sky 
 Throwing shadows on our eyes 
 Leave us   
 Helpless, helpless, helpless