Not Her, I Mean You

Some songs deserve more than a comment. This is mine. A comment that wouldn't of fit in the comment box. 🖤🤍 I know there's two of you, I've known it for a while One of you walks in first, and wears the easy smile She's good at the table, good with strangers, good at the day I like her fine, I'll say it, I'd never send her away But the one I mean is the one who flinches, the one who fades The one who asks me what I think, and waits for what I say The one who comes off at the water when the color's gone away That's the one who was always enough, and I'll say it every day Nobody counts who's absent, nobody looks that low But I do, and I always did, and I think you know At the end of the night, when the color comes down When the room goes quiet, and nobody's around They toast the one who's steady, they never think to So I'm askin', how are you doin' Not her, I mean you I've got one of those too, don't think that I don't He runs the room, he laughs on time, he'll say the things I won't He's the rebel with a clue, he always knows what to do But when it's you, he steps aside, and it's the rebel without a clue Nobody sees it, nobody needs to, it's nobody's to see It's the quiet thing we never say, and we say it, you and me At the end of the night, when the color comes down When the room goes quiet, and nobody's around They love the one who's talkin', they never think to So I'm askin', how are you doin' I know who I'm talkin' to Two of you, two of me, four of us in any room Yours takes the stairs, mine takes the floor, they can have the afternoon But when we lay down and turn it over, the day, the night, whatever it was There's only two of us left in the dark And the dark knows who we are At the end of the night, when the color comes down When the room goes quiet, and nobody's around I'll ask it every night, till you know that I do How are you doin' Not her, I mean you How are you doin' I like them both, but I'm askin' you How are you doin' I know who I'm talkin' to