They are all around me.
Hand in hand, in candle-light,
Baby talk and bashful smiles,
Hysterical giggles and serious talks.
And here I am,
Lost, in this world for two.
Symmetry.
You for me, and I for you...
Of couples and doubles,
And two is better than one,
And me holding to none.
Waiting...
Waiting for none to become one.
And one to become two.
Waiting...
Waiting, waiting for you.
