Cythra/Windows

Windows

The edge of the night can cut so deeply,
But the light in the window gives me hope.
The edge of the night won't kill you cleanly.
In the darkness you will grope.

I'm ne'er lost and alone in the darkness.
While the beacon from your window shines.
Giving me a sense of calmness.
Because its glow is so divine.

There's a light on in the window,
Whene'er I pass by.
Your warmth shines from the window,
The window in your eyes.