What's out the window?

Is it stars in the night?
The rain in the black?
Thudding through the night

What's out this window?

Is it sun in the day?
The clouds in the blue?
Drifting away

What's out my window?

Is it storms in the sea?
The lightning in the grey?
Blinding me

I know what's out my window

It's a field of green
Where the sun rises high
And the poppies sing

Where the only me is me
And there's no-one here but you
Where the life of anyone is real and true