How long have you been alone?
The dust collects on your throne.
I hear your voice through the phone,
Melodious like the dial tone.
And I'll find you.
And you know-- the silent song.
And you know-- the fall is long.
To be lonely
In Ivory
How long have you been alone?
How long has your dark hair grown?
The time has come to atone.
Let it down and come back home.
And I'll find you.
And you know-- the silent song.
And you know the road is long.
To be lonely
In Ivory
Difficult one the fire's lit
The Love I seem to never get.
Difficult as the starry skies
The endless stair before my eyes.
Difficult in a tow'r of white
When you lay awake at night.
Difficult is the choice to bear
Will you love me when I'm there?
Written by: The Knowing Hand