Parting Ways

Behind her eyes there's curtains And they've been closed to hide the flames, remains She knows their future's burning But she can smile just the same, same And though her mood is fine today There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways Standing like a statue A chin of stone, a heart of clay, hey And though he's too big a man to say There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways Drifting away Drifting away Drifting away, away Drifting away Drifting away