Solitude Standing

		Solitude stands by the window
		She turns her head as I walk in the room
		I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
		Standing in the slant of the late afternoon

		And she turns to me with her hand
			extended
		Her palm is split with a flower with a
			flame

		Solitude stands in the doorway
		And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
		By her long cool stare and her silence
		I suddenly remember each time we've met

		And she turns to me with her hand 
			extended
		Her palm is split with a flower with a
			flame

		And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
		And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
		And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
		And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

		I turn to the crowd as they're watching
		They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm
		I wanted to be in there among them
		I see how their eyes are gathered into one

		And then she turns to me with her hand 
			extended
		Her palm is split with a flower with a
			flame

		And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
		And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
		And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
		And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

		Solitude stands in the doorway
		And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
		By her long cool stare and her silence
		I suddenly remember each time we've met

		And she turns to me with her hand
			extended
		Her palm is split with a flower with a
			flame...

			-- Solitude Standing
			-- Suzanne Vega 1987