Behind her eyes there's curtains...
And theu've been closed to hide flames... remains

She knows... their futures burning...
But she can smile just the same...

And though her mood is fine today...
There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways.

Standing like a statue...
Chin of stone... heart of clay... hey.

And though he's too big man to say...
There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways...

Drifting away.... Drifting away.... Drifting away....
Drifting away.... Drifting away.... Drifting away...