| Song | Scottish Windows |
| Artist | Buffalo Tom |
| Album | Smitten |
| 作词 : Buffalo Tom | |
| Gone, advice from a side road | |
| And a dying breath and yellow oak | |
| Big tall weeds and leaves of gold | |
| Now; a wasted clock hollow | |
| And I'm not the drowning man you think | |
| Though I flail my arms, | |
| I refuse to sink | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| Scottish windows opening for me | |
| It's all I ever needed in the end | |
| I saw you in a store window | |
| Dress the orange window glow | |
| I'm walking down a winding close | |
| The gray evening fell over me | |
| And I saw your face, though fleetingly | |
| As the bus pulled away from me | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| This glimmer in your eyes as they closed on me | |
| It's all I ever needed in the end | |
| You need different boots in this country | |
| I see you through the screen door | |
| Abandoned below in the birch's bough | |
| You left me on the church floor | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| Scottish windows closing as | |
| I leave It's all | |
| I ever needed in the end | |
| In the end, in the end | |
| In the end, in the end |
| zuò cí : Buffalo Tom | |
| Gone, advice from a side road | |
| And a dying breath and yellow oak | |
| Big tall weeds and leaves of gold | |
| Now a wasted clock hollow | |
| And I' m not the drowning man you think | |
| Though I flail my arms, | |
| I refuse to sink | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| Scottish windows opening for me | |
| It' s all I ever needed in the end | |
| I saw you in a store window | |
| Dress the orange window glow | |
| I' m walking down a winding close | |
| The gray evening fell over me | |
| And I saw your face, though fleetingly | |
| As the bus pulled away from me | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| This glimmer in your eyes as they closed on me | |
| It' s all I ever needed in the end | |
| You need different boots in this country | |
| I see you through the screen door | |
| Abandoned below in the birch' s bough | |
| You left me on the church floor | |
| All I ever wanted was to see | |
| Scottish windows closing as | |
| I leave It' s all | |
| I ever needed in the end | |
| In the end, in the end | |
| In the end, in the end |