Some people say that we look like sisters Somehow, something in the eyes And I'd say, “Well, you know I'm flattered,” And she'd say, “Yeah, right!” She's always been so careful Nobody more faithful I've always been so careful Nobody more faithful When she moved out, sometimes he'd call me; I never should have answered Sometimes you give, you're giving all you have And sometimes you're the taker Like the whole world went and slipped my way And yet I didn't want nothing So unequal. Like unearned praise Like someone I don't recognize Was looking back from my own eyes We'd sit, and we'd find ourselves talking for hours And sometimes she would cry Waving her hands as though to ward off something Telling you she's fine Sometimes you have to decide What is wrong and what could be right But I was too “kind”; I was on every side As though to try to make amends For all the distances There have always been between You and I – me and the sky