Outside Your Window

People see my car
They go, "That's a pile o' junk there, brother."
That's how people are
They don't look beneath the hood

People look at me
They think, "He's as pie a no-good sinner."
I ain't my pa, with no ambition
I got a different disposition
Underneath my nails
You see grease and grime from years o' workin'
When an engine fails
You count on me to fix her up

I never been to school
But I'm quick to learn 'cause here I have to
May not look much, the car I'm drivin'
That there is proof of true survivin'
Outside your window
Looks a dark and troubled day
But you'd never know the sun
Was just a step beyond the gray

Outside your window
See a stranger passin' by
Are you quick to judge

On his looks alone?
Would you be the one

Throwin' that first stone?

No!

All I know is this
Some things can't be known 'til they get known

A man named Thoreau said that if you're a man - or a woman -
If you're walking in the direction of your dreams
Working to live the life you imagine, you'll end up with it

I am that man
I may not seem it
Ain't found my dream
But 'least I dream it

Outside your window

Ha

My father gave me books to read. To open up my
Mind. To make me imagine places I've never known

A different life

Yes. Looking out the window of his library
I would see China, the English Moors, new frontiers

Like Texas? Like Reata?

Reata?

Outside your window
Looks a dark and troubled day
But the weather changes quick here
Soon that trouble blows away

Outside your window
There's so much you can't predict

Look beneath the hood
What you think is bad
May be somethin' good
People may be blind
When they quick to judge
Don't you pay no mind
Outside your window
You never know who or what you'll find