Do you need a window for your soul
A mirror that tells you your secrets
A lie that tells the truth
Or claps of thunder in an empty church
How about I tell you about yourself
I think I like your smile
I think you like your smile
I know we both know what we like
Do you need a window
An outlet, through which your soul meets
Sunlight?
Wait I'll bring roses and we'll kiss the ground
With our bodies
I know you're a misfit
Well I hardly fit in too
Your voice wouldn't be heard in a crowd
But I promise inside this unoccupied sanctuary
It'll echo
Has your voice gone sour?
From all the loneliness and tears
I'll help you scream
Till you find your voice
