Window Seat
Sometimes the day goes by
Sometimes the day goes by
Sometimes the day goes by
Sometimes the day

In my window seat, I'm feeling positive
The guy that’s next to me is very ominous
Our eyes met before he sat
And then I asked his name
I said hello parker
He said hello I’m James
You must not be from round here
I asked him where ya from
That’s right I’m far away
I’m from Jerusalem
You mean the one that’s always mentioned in biblical context?
Do you feel God when you walking out of your complex?
Now that’s a lot of questions
I like to take my time
Yes that’s the place I’m from
I like to think that I’m
Very fortunate to know the reason why the wind blows
I saw miracles performed by a touch of hem clothes
Witnessed the blind could see
I watched the dead could rise
He paused for a moment
Confusion in his eyes
Now my perceptions changed
My heart begins to beat
I start to realize
Who’s sitting next to me
Now what I’m bout to say
Should be handled in doses
I think I’m next to the son
Of mary and joseph
I took a look at him
He stared and looked me back
I knew that he could tell
I sat burning with questions
Are you the one
Who at first, wasn’t hardly believing
Did you know someone
Who went by the name of peter
He said you guessed correct
I’m the brother of Jesus