An obvious connection I tried so hard to hide Couldn't even say it to myself An obvious connection I tried to push aside Into a corner on the darkest shelf We'll never be alone And my feelings can't be shown So I try to imagine and replay All the things I'll never get to say You're wrapped up with another Tangled and entwined I invent a separation In the private conversation in my mind I resolve to say it all Then I hem and haw and stall For how could I come clean or confide Someone else is always at your side I want I want I want to tell you I want I want To get you alone I need I need I need to tell you I want you for my own If we could steal a moment Would you be so inclined To accept an invitation To the private conversation in my mind
Terry imagines Daisy walking towards him, without Violet...
Daisy: What do you want to say to me, Terry? Tell me, this is your chance What do you need to say to me, Terry? Does is concern romance? Here I am All alone Yours to take Smooth me out Calm me down Stop the ache Don't hold back Don't hold off Hold me tight Don't object Let's connect Let's unite
Terry: But you can't lose your shadow That tie you can't unbind
Daisy: You've made us all alone now
Terry: All alone, but only in my mind
Daisy: A mind is very private We often meet in mind Let me show you what we do there The way we kiss The way we intertwine I want I want I want to show you
Terry: Show me what?
Daisy: I want to show you desite The heat The flames
Terry: I'm burning for you
Daisy: I know you are on fire Why not be bold? I'm crazy about you I say it with every glance My arms are cold and lazy without you Come on, why don't we dance?
They dance...
Terry: I want I want I want to keep you
Daisy: Keep me where?
Terry: I want you all for my own My own My own
Daisy: You have to share me
Terry: Oh no, I want you alone
Daisy goes back with Violet...
Terry: I imagine us so well How you'd dance and taste and smell I can imagine me with you But I don't have the guts to follow through You're one half of a couple That's how you are defined And my only consolation Is the private conversation in my mind
Terry leaves, and Buddy enters to perform a song on the radio...
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