Helplessly Hoping (Taxiride)

Helplessly hoping Her harlequin hovers near by Awaiting they were Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit He runs wishing he could fly, hay Only to trip at the sound of good-bye? Wordlessly watching we 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, hay 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 It's loose in a lady who lingers Saying she is lost, lost And choking on hello? They are one person They are two alone They are three together They are four each other