First time we crossed, almost had to be standoff-ish
Just to hold a composure, infatuated
By demand to be navigating these lands of harshness
Style so sweet, kinda like a sandy mirage gives
Broke the ice from the hot and cold we subdued
You holding me, me holding you, to grow something anew
Knew you were special, couldn't throw caution to the wind
Kept it level, i was below, something hollow and grim
You chuckled and grinned, felt a comfort within
Light beam shine beneath the hardening skin
Of a spoiled earth, finding spoils unearthed
Crack a hard shell taste a kernel of worth
Fertile and absurd, a sight for sore eyes
Make life from chloride, a salt of the earth from salted dirt
Exalted and emerged, we shacked up
Built a window from within a crack in the rock (that's WhatsUp)

Looking in your two eyes
Looking like windows into the soul
Looking in my two eyes
Looking like windows into my soul

From the walls emerge the light
Let it in
From the dark into windows,
Into windows, to windows

You were unpacking your things, had a passion for ink
Paint brushes lathering canvases with dreams
Hanging up paintings in my bachelor suite
Wasn't sweet, but sweety you saw menageries of scenes
New dimensions that you casually retrieved
From grey walls to masterpieces to see
Pacing up and down the room, broadening my small world
Windows into the ethereal
Spirits and souls appearing as blots and swirls
Kind of light to make pedals from bulbs
Make pitiful into pretty and full
Pointing out the fairies that glow, wasn't leery at all
Could show my hand, face, and colors
Sharing memories old and new, all of our quirks
Could make Cloud 9 out of Section 8
You brush the paint, I put pen to the page

Looking in your two eyes
Looking like windows into the soul
Looking in my two eyes
Looking like windows into my soul

From the walls emerge the light
Let it in
From the dark into windows,
Into windows, to windows