Iris Of Glass

I know of your looking
I feel the penetration of my heart
It doesn't matter how deep
Your seeing
I can feel the burn
Of your vision
I feel the singe of the heat

We are different
I am just as deviant
We make strange bedfellows
But sometimes differences
Complement
I'm not suggesting that
Either one of us makes this easy

What I am suggesting
Is that there is fire in both
Our hearts
I've lived in the jungles
I've lived in the monsoons
And I need your heart's beat
We need the harmony