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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amel Larrieux
Amel Larrieux
Background Vocals
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amel Larrieux
Amel Larrieux
Songwriter
Bryce Wilson
Bryce Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amel Larrieux
Amel Larrieux
Executive Producer
Bryce Wilson
Bryce Wilson
Producer
Jimmy Henchmen
Jimmy Henchmen
Executive Producer
Ron Banks
Ron Banks
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh-ooh-oh-ah, ah, oh-ah
[Verse 1]
She was wearing shocking pink and jewelry of gold
Papa said, "Son, isn't she fine?"
Fine
Knew he would be out all night, though son is only nine years old
This is how he's forced to spend his time
Looking out his window into someone else's home
Watching mother, father, child at play
Play
Wishing he could be a part but it's too hard to forget he's alone, oh-oh
A typical day
[Chorus]
The boy at the window, one more forgotten son
Ah, looking to the corner to see what he'll become
The boy at the window, if he's still sitting there
Still sitting there
Are you even gonna care?
[Verse 2]
Papa always tells his son
"Keep sitting at your window
Don't end up like me, watch from above, you can't go wrong"
More and more, son's thinking won't be too far but I must go in his eyes
Eyes
The corner is the only place he can belong
Oh
Son is smart enough to see it won't make him somebody
It's better than living with the hypocrisies above
No more smelling hoes and liquor on the breath of daddy
Rather smell it on the breath of brothers he don't know
[Chorus]
The boy at the window, one more forgotten son
Ah, looking to the corner to see what he'll become
The boy at the window, if he's still sitting there
Still sitting there
Are you even gonna care?
[Bridge]
Remember when the boy was young and untouched?
Happy with his window view, but look, it's not enough
His dreams, it seems
His dreams are in the gutter and now he's just a number
All because he wanted to belong
All because he wanted to belong, ah
[Verse 3]
So he learned to play the role of hustler with no feelings
Thinking, "They'll accept me if I prove that I'm real hard"
Now he's learning firsthand of the word and its true meaning
The window he looks out of now includes wrought iron bars
[Chorus]
The boy at the window, one more forgotten son
Ah, he looked to the corner, and look what he's become
The boy at the window, if he's still sitting there
Still sitting there
Are you even gonna care?
The boy at the window, one more forgotten son
Ah, looking to the corner to see what he'll become
The boy at the window, if he's still sitting there
Still sitting there
Are you even gonna care?
[Outro]
Are you even gonna?
Gonna care?
Still sitting there
Still sitting there
Gonna care, gonna care, gonna care
Gonna care, yeah, yeah
See what he'll become
Gonna care
Still sitting there
Oh-yeah
Written by: A. Larrieux, B. Wilson, D. Brown
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