Are you stupid?
Are you blind?
Are you just so feckless
You don't know your mind?
How can I persuade you?
Should I even try?
The weeks have stretched into months
And I wonder why
I wonder why

Isn't new to me
Returning love with no design
But if there were another, more resolute lover
You'd come running
With a contract in your hand, saying:
I'm staying
But would I sign?

Now it's morning:
You see that sun?
Maybe by the nighttime
We'll both be gone.