| Song | Window Wide Open |
| Artist | Scritti Politti |
| Album | White Bread Black Beer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She slept with her window wide open | |
| And longed for the touch of a breeze | |
| Stroking her skin with true lovers fingers | |
| From Parliament Hill down to Greenwich it lingers | |
| For seconds in a small moonlit room | |
| She remembers how love feels for you | |
| The days of the Crow Valley sweetheart | |
| They mean something to someone I'm sure | |
| Long, long ago in fairwater nowhere | |
| He told her so much that it hurts him to go there | |
| For fear that his future is sealed | |
| Back there where the first breeze was born |