Mazda

The cheeks are red and burning

While the eyes are wet and yearning

For a sign from her inferring

That it's only for a while

The heart's taken a tumble

 As the dry lips grope and fumble

To put those things he's thinking into words that she might hear

And in the end will there be any man

Even half as sad as me? and

If home is where the heart is

Home has just departed

In the back seat of a Mazda

And I'm turning alabaster

Baffled that you people have the cheek to laugh and smile in front of me

I don't want to see those looks

And I don't want, I don't want

To hear those words

In the absence of her presence

The lonely convalescence

Begins with the acceptance

That it's only for a while

Later at the table

He's constructing the fable

That the reason he's not able

 to eat a thing's because he's sick

Everybody tries to empathise

A look into those empty eyes

Tells them he's not being honest

There must be bees in his bonnet

If out of sight Is out of mind

How can it be that love is blind?

But you know I still love you

And that must count for something after all?

I don't want to see those looks

And I don't want, I don't want to hear those words

Don't tell me it could be worse