So where have you gone?
I swear I was wrong
didn't need to leave
I must say I was shocked
I went up the stairs
I pulled on my hair
I love the way you write
you're always so right
even the style & form
it answers, it denies
can I believe you?
well I do
you came in soaking wet
I could guess, I could bet
but you always tell me
how's your friend, was he good?
wow, that sounds romantic
why didn't I think of it
it's not right, it's not left
it's not east or west
it is neither nor
it's a bit of this, a bit of that
it's not black or white
it's not wrong or right
it is life