We three, we're all alone, living in a memory. My echo, my shadow and me. . We three, we're not a crowd, we're not even company. My echo, my shadow and me.
Yesterday I saw you standing there. With your hand against the pane. Looking out the window. At the rain. . And I wanted to tell you. That your tears were not in vain.
You say hey. The state of the union. Is fine fine fine. I got the feeling that you're lying. Lying lying lying. I think we need. Think we're gonna need.
Mother Rose every little morn' tend to me. There she stood, waiting by the door selflessly. Took my hand took it with a smile tenderly. Mother rose every little morn' tend to me.