DC
I saw you from a foreign window
DC
Bearing down the sufferin' road
DC
You were carryin' your burden
DC
To the palace of the Lord
DGCGC
To the palace of the Lord
I spied you from a foreign window
When the lilacs were in bloom
And the sun shone through your window pane
To the place you kept your books
You were reading on your sofa
You were singin' every prayer
That the masters had instilled in you
Since Lord Byron loved despair
In the palace of the Lord
In the palace of the Lord
Bridge:
CD
And if you get it right this time
GCGC
You don't have to come back again
CD
And if you get it right this time
C
There's no need to explain
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