He's coming home, such unfortunate timing in action, now the questions burn
How can this be? How did this happen to us? Oh, where can she be?
He wipes his nose on his sleeve and says,
"This is not the way this is supposed to be! But at least she will never be alone..."
And out of the ashes, his thoughts manifest her creation and then the doorbell rings
He swings the door wide, the ensuing tide will wash their love away
He wipes his nose on his sleeve and says,
"This is not the way this is supposed to be! But at least she will never be alone..."
She left in a fury, a week ago Tuesday, said, "I really don't know where we stand"
And hours of silence turn into evenings, but she always comes home again
And with each return, the change in her eyes, fails her disguise
Where the hell has she been?
And each moment more hopeless than before, and it sears him to the core
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