[Verse 1] Prayed too hard. The shards of shattered stained glass shower down. You’re still a ghost somehow. Sounds insane to wish you back so hard. I can’t explain. That’s just the saint you are. [Chorus] Ever love someone who’s just up and gone. Not a joke, should be a shrine to her in the Pantheon. Did she fall to pirates in a sneak attack? Or does she wander ‘round, a lost amnesiac? Did she come to think our good times were just not worth the cost? Afraid I just can’t go there, cuz all hope would be lost. [instrumental break] [Verse 2] Where’s she now? I beg to find the answer: a circus clown, a foreign belly dancer? Her empty chair, a solitaire reminder. I need her there, and I sure gotta find her. Just finally knowing she’s no longer absentee, I only pray it’s with me. [Verse 3] I don’t mind, if they think I’m quixotic, I’m no Einstein, neurotic for my hot chick. I don’t care. I gotta be beside her. Let them stare, and give them this reminder, there is nobody kinder, The gods alone divined her, And if anyone can find her … you see, it gonna be me.
