Steve Lawrence Miscellaneous A Room Without Windows A room without windows, a room without doors A room where no guy but I can spy the charms that are yours Like being marooned on an island far from civilized shores You and me in a room without windows, a room without doors No bells will be ringing, no telephone calls In our well secluded cell of ceiling and walls Where dozens of males sit and chew their nails and hate me because I am yours in a room without windows, a room without doors If they said, “Friend how would you like to spend the long here-after” I'd tell them what we're after, is a one-way ticket to A room without keyholes, a room with no view We'd like to reside there, hide there for an era or two Completely wrapped up in each other while the whole world ignore You and me in a room without windows, a room without doors If they said, “Friend how would you like to spend the long here-after” I'd tell them what we're after, is a one-way ticket to A room without keyholes, a room with no view We'd like to reside there, hide there for an era or two Completely wrapped up in each other while the whole world ignore You and me in a room without windows, a room without doors