Crosby Stills Nash Helplessly Hoping
Helplessly hoping
her harlequin hovers nearby
awaiting a word
Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit
he runs, wishing he could fly
only to trip at the sound of goodbye
Wordlessly watching he waits by the window
and wonders at the empty place inside
heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams
he worries did he hear a goodbye
or even a hello
Chorus:
They are one person
they are two alone
they are three together
they are four for each other
Stand by the stairway
you'll see something certain to tell you
confusion has it's cost
Love isn't lying
it's loose in a lady who lingers
saying she is lost
and choking on hello
Repeat Chorus
