He says, "I'm seeing those doubt filled
Questioning eyes
And I can't believe it's true"
With her head in her hands she sighs,
"It's me, not you"
Just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy
Of loving one so completely
That lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me
Here in this silent room we wait on ancient ritual
Staring at our hearts
As if they were two caged animals
If I am the first to unlock those rusty doors
Will I be the first found bleeding on the floor?
She says, "I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling,
You know what I mean?"
With his hand on her back he's thinking,
"Where does that leave me?"
Just when I think I've uncovered the secret
To peace and tranquility
That lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me
Just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy
Of loving one so completely
That lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me
That lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me