| Am7 | C | G | D | |
| Helplessly hoping her | harlequin hovers near- | by, awaiting a | word. |
| Am7 | C | G | D | |
| Gasping at glimpses of | gentle true spirit he | runs wishing he could | fly |
| Am7 | C | G | D | |
| only to | trip at the | sound of good- | bye... |
| Am7 | C | G | |
| Wordlessly watching he | waits by the window and | wonders at the empty |
| D | |
| place in- | side |
| Am7 | C | G | |
| Heartlessly helping him- | self to her bad dreams he | worries did he hear |
| D | Am7 | C | G | C/G | |
| a good | bye or | even. | .. hel- | lo? |
| CHORUS |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G | C/G | |
| They are | one | person, they are | two a- | lone, they are | three to- | gether, they |
| G | Dm/F | C | |
| are | for. | .. each | other |
| Am7 | C | G | |
| Stand by the starway you'll | see something certain to | tell you confusion |
| D | |
| has its | cost. |
| Am7 | C | G | D | |
| Love isn't lying it's | loose in a lady who | lingers, saying she is | lost and |
| Am7 | C | C/G | |
| choking.. | . on hel- | lo. |
| CHORUS |