Were not quite a wild window Opened to the aching hot sun Where the heat warms our eyelids And our skins melt into one Were quite not a raging winter Theres no snow where I come from The stars pan over our foreheads And our palms are wet and numb No, you have not ruined me (yet!) No, you have not ruined me (yet!) Despite your best efforts (yet!) Despite your best efforts (yet!) We might be struck by some notion That each crossing paths a new start But it takes more than this moment For us to find out what we are Its true; were not a wild window And we might never be one But were not just empty matter Floating across the unknown No, you have not ruined me (yet!) No you have not ruined me (yet!) Despite your best efforts (yet!) Despite your best efforts (yet!)