There’s no easy answer
None to blame or forgive
Two cripples dancing
To the end we live

I’m not with you not of you
Not with you, not of you
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost [bad word] and goes
And I hope I’ll catch you
In the throws of one last look at the wonder
One last look at the wonder

O, God, I love you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love [bad word] you
Whatever else [bad word] to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be

You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost [bad word] and goes
I'm hoping that I’ll catch you in the throws
Of one last look at joy that we’ve [bad word] 
But there’s no easy answer, none to blame or forgive
We were two cripples dancing
To the bitter end we live
I’m not with you, but of you
I’m not with you but of you

O, God, I loved you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love [bad word] you
Whatever else [bad word] to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be

We had a birthplace [bad word] We had separate beds and lives

I’ll just sit here and glow
Break out the oldest pictures
Hand [bad word] letters out to dry
We had a birthplace [bad word] And separate beds and lives
And lives, and lives
I know that we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be
I know that we could be so happy, baby