I'd flip these lines:

The city can’t sleep with the lights on
And lost souls crossing the street
I sit here at the window
And wonder how life’s supposed to be

to--

I sit here (doing something...crying by, staring through) the window
And wonder how life’s supposed to be
The city can’t sleep with the lights on
And lost souls crossing the street

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