T here's no easy a nswer n one to blame or forgive.
T wo cripples d ancing to the end we live.
I 'm not with you not of you. Not w ith you not of you.
Y ou are soft and y oung to me. I am the ghost who comes and goes
A nd I hope I 'll catch you i n the throws
Of one last l ook at the wonder One last l ook at the w onder.
Oh God I love you and all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you w hatever else we come to
I know we could be so happy baby if we w anted to be
Y ou are soft and y oung to me I am the ghost who comes and g oes
I'm hoping that I 'll catch you i n the throws
Of one l ast look at the joy that we've become.
But t here's no easy a nswer none to blame o r forgive.
We were t wo cripples d ancing to the b itter end we live.
I'm not w ith you but of you. I'm not with y ou but of you.
Oh God I loved you and all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you w hatever else it comes to
I know we could be so happy baby if we w anted to be
W e had a birthplace in c ommon
W e had sepa rate beds and liv es.
I k now we could be so happy baby if we wa nted to be
I k now we could be so happy baby if we wa nted to be