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 hellooooo?
They are one person,
they are two alone,
they are three together,
they are for each other.
Stand by the stairway,
you'll see something
certain to tell you confusion has its cost
Love isn't lying
It's loose in a lady who lingers
Saying she is lost
And choking on hello
They are one person,
they are two alone,
they are three together,
they are for each other.