And if they chance to see him
Picking flowers for her hair
Politely asking questions
While remaining unaware
(As though they really cared)
Smiling as he answers
With "yes" and "I'm not sure"
He leaves them all with silent shrugs
And hurries back to her
(As if there were a cure)
(From seeing) sideways, sideways
Memorizing moments
Expressions seem so clear
Answers them in voices
They never choose to hear
(Not daring to come near)
Of delicate cold fingers
He barely grasps her hand
His eyes remaining focused
Though life was never planned
(And hard to understand)
Watching her obscurely
The violets in her eyes
And though her breath is frozen
It's much warmer than their lies
(And softer than their cries)
With time the only object
The feeling stays estranged
True the voice has faded
Now the face can't see the rain
(Forever free of pain)
(From seeing) sideways, sideways
(Seeing) sideways, sideways