Intro: We set by ourselves, still looking for company There could have been peace, but that eluded me All I could think of, was what was on your mind You tried to be kind, but I blocked your feelings. Now, senses still reeling, you sit in your quiet room and cry. You tried to make me one, but I always hide when there's a glimpse of sun. Running along in sunlight meadows your eyes were never more than half-closed: through fluttering lashes, I watched you watching me. I tried to be true to the way that you thought I ought to be but, in spite of all my efforts, I failed. I tried to make you see but your eyes were blind to all but the bad in me. (Bridge): (2 X) What do you think I mean when I say that I need you? How am I supposed to seem when we hit another problem and the answers are all torn from my book? Our lives are on paths we just can't control; we can grow closer as we get old.... Can you imagine us as we adjust? Can you imagine us getting near eighty; we live more sedately, still hoping our dreams will come true? We'll try to be secure.... But I'm of uncertain mind and how can I be sure? how can I be sure? how can I be sure?