A room with room for two

If elegance was my definition of perfection
then you'd be damn flawed too,
you're the only window,
can't open no doors with no handle,
can only handle opening up to you

Still I'd rather we stick tragic
than have our connection shrink down to a two
You're the only window
I want to see through.

And like the walls that connect at every corner,
love will make use of the surface area
The photo frames remain overfilled
Our virtual version of heaven will be jointly ruled

And even though I don't believe in angels,
I'll cave to make an exception, for you if you do
You're the only window I want to see through
And so I'll see it through
This room with room for two.