Judging by your pauses on the phone,nWhat's left unsaid is better left unknown.nMaybe we'd be better off alone.nThe way we used to feel, it only comes and goes.nnIt comes and goes.nnIn the middle of the night I'm pleading.nAnd I know that you're not really sleeping.nBy the half-light of the dawn I'm seething,nCounting every minute until you're leaving.nnYou come and go.nnAt least we used to care enough to shout.nNow we'd rather have our peace than have it out.nUncertainty's been swallowed up by doubt.nI guess this is what my folks were always sighing about.nnIt comes and goes.nnYou come and go.