Solitude Standing — Suzanne Vega

Solitude stands by the window

She turns her head as I walk in the room

I can see by her eyes shes 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 Im struck once again by her black silhouette

By her long cool stare and her silence

I suddenly remember each time weve met

And she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

And she says ive come to set a twisted thing straight

And she says ive come to lighten this dark heart

And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear

And I say ive never thought of finding you here

I turn to the crowd as theyre watching

Theyre 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 ive come to set a twisted thing straight

And she sayslve come to lighten this dark heart

And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear

And I say ive never thought of finding you here

Solitude stands in the doorway

And Im struck once again by her black silhouette

By her long cool stare and her silence

I suddenly remember each time weve met

And she turns to me with her hand extended

Her palm is split with a flower with a flame