Which Side Of The Glass Lyrics

In a second story window framed in lace
There she is again
Sitting staring into space
Thinking back to better days
Darlin� with the pain
Some folks think it�s teardrops Me,
I think it�s rain

And there it is the cold hard truth
So plain to see
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What�s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass
you�re looking through

Beneath a neon chandelier
He leans on polished oak
And orders one more whiskey
Lights another smoke
He shivers at the memory
And trembles as he stirs
Some folks think it�s him
But me, I think it�s her

And there it is the cold hard truth
So plain to see
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What�s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass
you�re looking through

I turn towards the mirror
It�s time to face the facts
Looking for the reason
You�re not ever coming back

And there it is the cold hard truth
So plain to see
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What�s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass
you�re looking through

Oh, I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass
You�re looking through

Back to: George Strait Lyrics