Build A Home Like A Bee

If all the points are glowing light
And all the panes of mirrored glass
I don't have to look at you
I can stare at your reflection instead

If all the points are glowing light
And all the panes of mirrored glass
I don't have to look at you
I can stare at your reflection instead 'cause
you don't know me at all
But I'm sitting across from you
Doppler out with underground effects

You don't know me
But I'd like to build us a home in a tree
You don't know me
But I'd like to build us a home in a tree