Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearsby
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 one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are four 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 one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are four each other