"What Light"

She lives in sanctuary
I live outside
Gazing up at her
From windowside
I've drawn imaginary
Dotted silver lines
Dividing her aloft from me
On separated sides

She grew up in a monastery
I, in the cold
In different cities, different schools
Different homes
Like a bishop to a beggar
Cast gold to sticks and stones
What have I to offer
That you don't already own

I don't deserve you
I don't deserve your love
I don't deserve you
I don't deserve your love

She sits on a balcony
I, on the streets
Wondering how far a climb
Until she's within reach
In little, small decisive steps
The means our ends could meet
But if the goal ends at her glory
Then I'll always lie beneath

So I'll compare you to a rose
Your cheeks like petals when they blush
I'll compare you to the rising sun
But we both know light doesn't come from us
No

I don't deserve You
I don't deserve Your love
I don't deserve You
I don't deserve Your love