So here we are
you're coming home
though we feel
as if alone
you call on the phone
to let go
and this pain
seeps in my soul

so we wait and we wonder
(if it will ever be the same)
not knowing how or why
(it came to be this way)
Falling down pulling us under
(Who are we to blame?.)
I thought that somehow we could change

So here we are
face to face
both of us wishing
for some other way
so I'll take mine
and bide my time
hoping we'll meet
some sunny day

no more dancing till 3
no singing to sleep
there's just some things
that aren't meant to be

no more calling on the phone
we seem to be alone