Letras
The rain is pouring and the hour is late
She will sit by her window, turn the light out and wait
She knows her heart's playing fool's games with her mind
But she swallows her pain, again follows, follows the lie
She's been noticing all that smell in his hair
And the look in his eye, unfamiliar his glare
Though well no signs, a snap in her mind
At a quarter to three he arrives
And she says
Are we really happy here with this lonely game we play?
Looking for words to say
Searching but not finding understanding anyway
We're lost in a masquerade
Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We try to talk it over but the words get in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Could it be so, could it be we're lost?
They sit face to face on a table of snow
And her tears like the rain in the gutter below
Take off your mask, pretty baby, is it worth all the doubt?
'Cause after years we don't know what we're loving about
And he says
Thoughts of leaving disappear every time I see your eyes
No matter how hard, no matter how hard I try
I try hard to understand the reasons why
We carry on this way, please tell me what do we do babe?
We're lost in a masquerade
Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We try to talk it over but the words get in the way
We're lost inside that lonely game we play
Could it be so, could it be we're lost?
It's twelve o'clock on a Saturday noon
With the flower he left and a sorrowful tune
As she walks through the door, feels a tickle of pride
Better to be alone, she says, than death at his side
And she goes out