Текст песни 700 Houses - Susan Tedeschi

Looking out my window,
What do I see?
Seven hundred houses,
Scattered in front of me.
Silence all around me,
Deafening the air.
Not a sign of anyone,
I just have to stare.

What is this madness?
My hopes and dreams are sand.
All the signs that led me home
Are scattered to the wind.
I