He sits alone, Playing a song. Softly he sings, And she comes along. He listens to her, And continues to play, She vents to him, She's had a bad day. After she's done, He smiles at her, He understands, And she can infer. She watches him play, And he starts to sing, Lost in the moment, A beautiful thing. The time has come, When they must go. She smiles at him, But he'll never know.