There she goes, she's a lonely one,
She wears a strange painted on smile
She's caught in the middle,
And she's waited for a long, long while
There she sits half in the shade,
She won't look at any trouble made by that man
He's the only trouble she understands
Dancing where the lonely lights are dim,
Holding on to just a memory of him
I tell myself there's no one to blame,
Is it fate? Why we feel the same
Caught by the middle after waiting for a long, long time
Dancing where the lonely lights are dim,
Holding on tojust a memory of him