She is trapped inside a month of gray 
And they take a little every day 
She is a victim of her own responses 
Shackled to a heart that wants to settle 
And [bad word] away 
It's a sin to be fading endlessly 
Yeah, but she's all right with me 
She is leaving on a walkaway 
She is leaving me in disarray 
In the absence of a place to be 
She stands there looking back at me 
Hesitates, and then turns away 
She'll change so suddenly 
She's just like mercury 
Yeah, but she's all right with me 
Keep some sorrow in your hearts and minds
For the things that die before their time
For the restlessly abandoned homes 
The tired and weary rambler's bones 
And stay beside me where I lie 
She's entwined in me
Crazy as can be 
Yeah, but she's all right with me