Your eyes are full, full of the future of us The air changes as you look across At me in that wondering way It is as if I knew you before we spoke Do our hearts know something we don't? Conspiring, converging Without giving us any say You sing me to sleep Talk down my walls Look through my windows As I wait You could be the thief I give the key to You're ruining me With secrets and gestures and looks With sonnets and second hand books Playing the chords in me Nobody knew how to play You sing me to sleep Talk down my walls Look through my windows As I wait You could be the thief I give the key to It fits in your hand like the water in rain It unlocks our two different selves and shows We are the same Rather than wait till I put me out for the taking You're breaking You're breaking into my heart And I'm letting you But your eyes are full Full of the future of us www.mooji.org