From here your land it seems so far, like a distant star And from here your ways they seem so strange But yeah, face to face we could be friends, in another age And yeah, face to face we could be lovers, in another age I'll send you pictures of the view from my window in America I'm making tea I'm breaking bread on a quiet day And you're in your bed you try to sleep but your hands are shaking They tell me war is justified, to forward all mankind And peace only comes through sacrifice Do you think they're right? I'll send you pictures of the view from my window in America My god, the television loves to say you're my enemy I wonder what you've ever done to me? Cuz yeah, face to face we could be lovers, in another age And yeah, face to face we could be friends I'll send you pictures of the view from my window in America