Helplessly hoping
Her harlequin helpers nearby
Awaiting a word
Gasping in glimpses
Of gentle true spirit, he runs
Wishing he could fly
Only to drift back the sounds 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 hear hello?

They are one in person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are four for each other

Stand by the stairway, you 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 in person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are four for each other