Judging by your pauses on the phone,
What's left unsaid is better left unknown
Maybe we'd be better off alone
The way we used to feel, it only comes and goesIt comes and goesIn the middle of the night I'm pleading
And I know that you're not really sleeping
By the half-light of the dawn I'm seething,
Counting every minute until you're leavingYou come and goAt least we used to care enough to shout
Now we'd rather have our peace than have it out
Uncertainty's been swallowed up by doubt
I guess this is what my folks were always sighing aboutIt comes and goes
You come and go
