Solitude stands by the window

She turns her head as I walk in the room

I can see by her eyes she's been waiting

Standing in the slant of the late afternoon

And she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower, with a flame

Solitude stands in the doorway

I'm struck once again by her black silhouette

By her long cool stare and her silence

I suddenly remember each time we've met

And she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower, with a flame

And she says, "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"

And she says, "I've come to lighten this dark heart"

And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear

And I said, "I never thought of finding you here"

And I turn to the crowd as they're watching

They're sitting all together in the dark, in the warm

I wanted to be in there among them

I see how their eyes are gathered into one

And then she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower, with a flame

And she says, "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"

And she says, "I've come to lighten this dark heart"

And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear

And I said, "I never thought of finding you here"

Solitude stands in the doorway

I'm struck once again by her black silhouette

By her long cool stare and her silence

I suddenly remember each time we've met

And she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower, with a flame