There’s a crowd outside peering through her window
And she strains to hear the words the people say
There’s a crowd outside peering through her window
And she wishes that the crowd would go away
She was happy, she was working one fine morning
Then a friend waving a paper ran her way
Now there’s a crowd outside peering through her window
And she wishes that the crowd would go away

She was just a Jone, a Jane, a lil, a Mechael
Just an ordinary woman with feet of clay
Now every move she makes the camera follows
And all she’s ever done is on display
She’d never hurt a soul, she’d never argued
She’d never dreamed her life could go astray
Now there’s a crowd outside peering through her window
And she wishes that the crowd would go away

Friends she trusted once have turned their faces
Now she sits alone there every day
Ex-lovers have been paid for their confessions
For photographs and lies and hearsay
She reads and reads and reads again the letters
From strangers saying God comes if you pray
But there’s a crowd outside peering through her window
And she wishes that the crowd would go away

The phone rings in the hall she does not answer
They’re beating on her door, she stands at bay
There’s a crowd outside, a stone comes through the window
Now she knows the crowd will never go away

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