Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearbyAwaiting a wordGasping at glimpses of gentle true spiritHe runs, wishing he could fly highOnly to trip at the sound of goodbyeGoodbyeWordlessly watching he waitsBy the window and wandersAt the empty place insideHeartlessly helping himselfTo her bad dreams he worriesDid he hear a goodbye?HiHiOr evenHelloThey are one personThey are two aloneThey are three togetherThey are for each otherStand by the stairwayStand by the stairwayYou'll see something certain to tell youConfusion has its costLove isn't lyingIt's loose in a lady who lingersSaying she is lostAnd choking on her loveThey are one personThey are two aloneThey are three togetherThey are three togetherThis is lifeNow or neverYou never knowBut it might get real