From My Windows Eye

  From my windows eye I see thee,
  The one thing I need to be...
  The thing that will forever be there,
  That thing that sings in the air.

  I hear the song in the air - calling...

  Flying up to my window

  Flying, calling me to my window.

  There is no light quite like you,

  before the sun has risen,

  no light quite like you, on the dew,

  flying up to my window.

  No light kinder than you,

  Flying up to my window...

  I will always think of you,   

  like something new,

  making your way up to my window.

  There is no glass fairer than thee, 

  Nor will there ever be,

  As the scent of thee flies in the draft,

  Flying up to my window.

  

  The memory of thee, will always be,

  Something I hold in reverie,

  As the smell of thee returns to my window.

  

  There are no colours about thee,

  Except the colours that are in thee,

  and in the reflection of thee - 

  thy imagery echoes without time.

  And in a line side by side, thy lights shake with life,

  As I see the reflection of thee,

  Right there at the side of my window.

  The light of thee is what I see,

  Forever and ever,

  Whenever I decide to look out of my window.

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