She said, "I cannot stand to be alone",
So she found herself a loyal stone.
He hardly ever left her side,
Parting slower than the tide.

She was a sinner, the worst of all:
Not just water, but a waterfall.
So great was her longing to be free
That sitting still meant stagnancy.

"I am like water, flowing and white,
But you are a rock, steady and wright.
How can we hope, our natures apart,
To ever be one and share the same heart?"

He was a sinner and hardly better:
Not just a rock, but also a fetter.
His love was so desp'rate and blind,
He drove her out of her **** mind.

"You're not water, you're just blue,
And it will work since I love you.
So even if we are some contrary,
I think we are still meant to be."

To demonstrate the truth of this,
He claimed her with a cold, hard kiss.
And still he struggled to conceive
Why she ever chose to leave.

I keep thinking that I'm missing you,
But God knows that can't be true.
I must be missing a man's warm touch
Since I never loved you all that much.
Well, that wouldn't be quite fair to say;
I loved you then, and love you today,
And my love for you will never cease--
But I never felt that sense of peace.
Well, whatever the case might be,
Despite my current uncertainty,
I made my choice; and my stance
Is there's no place for a third chance.
After all this, I'm slowly learning
That all my tears and all my yearning
Cannot make things any better
When I am lonely to the letter.
Besides, this calculation must include
An unknown, moving factor: you.
I knew from the moment I made you cry,
It would never be worth another try.
Although you'll never hear, goodbye.