Brown wooden table
The hunchback of Notre Dame
Sun rays entered the glass window
Brightly shining and then blistering,
Angry with a turbulence unknown before
We fought, you and I,
And then, after we threw our phones
In our minds imagination
We reasoned we patched up
You and I
Green wooden table
Sun rays gliding through the glass window
Resplendently shining
Now with a subtle calm
With a serenity unknown
You and I