She said, Baby, where you been? Whyd you have to leave me? Im on the other side . . . just looking in. Ive been so high; I climbed to the mountaintop, looked at myself and . . . Id tell you anything you want to hear. And Id desert you when Im through. Id say anything because true love dont mean a thing to a man, whos not a man, but a fool. Look at me! Youre a model of efficiency. Im always doing what he tells me. How can you change it now? Im always looking for it down deep inside, I thought that this would change my life. Have you found out? I remember more . . . Can you change? I can change. For years he must have cried a river of tears. In his dreams he saw himself . . . a dying man drawing figures, arrows in the sand. Mmm, I dont think he understands. Never thought that it would last forever. One glance back . . . theres nothing much to say. He watched as it all began spinning further and further from the truth. And nothing really matters, when your heart doesnt lead the way.