sitting in the pew there
across from you there
talking, talking
afraid that it is stopping here
hear the air
what's the worst to happen if we sit and stare

now later in the evening
I should be sleeping
thinking, thinking
wondering if I blew it there
it isn't fair
what's the best to happen
is it ending here

so lie awake and write a tune
do du do du do etc.

sittin' in the corner of the room with your legs up
you're all covered up 'cause it's not warm enough here
reclined for the time, nothing but a slow decline
both waitin' on each other's lines
the moment never came or did it just dance away

waking in the morning
the dawn is forming
hearing, hearing
knowing where to go from here
now it's clear
all the rest you whispered now it's in my ear

so lie awake and write a tune
do du do du do etc.

standing in the middle of the room with your hands up
stretching to give a hug goodbye and why am I pushing you away
and with the closing door I know that my choice is poor
but the moment never came or did it just dance way