Well, I can see Pointer's Rock
I can see it from my window
It makes me think about you
And the trouble you got me into
Can't forget you
Well, it would've been better
If I'd never met you
Well, you had your way
Of doing things
That's fine
But I got mine
Well, I held nothing back
Anything you demanded
If you had a wanted the moon
And the stars
Well, baby, I'd done my damnedest
To provide them
Till the day I found you
Laying there beside him
Well, I had my way
Of doing things to you
But you did too
Up on Pointer's Rock
High above the river
It was a cold and a windy night
But I was too hot to shiver
You were calling
My name as to the water
You were falling
You had your way
Of doing things
That's fine
But I had mine
Well, now through these iron bars
Of my gray stone window
I can see sunshine people
Up on Pointer's Rock
And I feel my eyes grow misty
What's the good of life
When you gotta live it this way?
You had your way
Of doing life
That's fine
Now I got mine
Well, I can see Pointer's Rock
I can see it from my window
Lord God, woman
The trouble you got me into