Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby
Awaiting a word
Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit
he runs wishing he could fly
only to trip at the sound of good-bye
Wordlessly watching he waits by the window and wonders
at the empty place inside
Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams he worries
did he hear a good-bye or even hello
They are 1 person
They are 2 alone
They are 3 together
They are 4 for each other
Stand by the stairway you’ll see something certain to tell you
confusion has its cost
Love isn’t lying its loose in a lady who lingers
saying she is lost
And choking on hello
They are 1 person
They are 2 alone
They are 3 together
They are 4 for each other
