Isn't he beautiful, isn't he?

He's pretty special, wouldn't you say?

How he looks my direction,  and I'm empy.

Spilling all over beside him.

He's everything, isn't he?

The whole package.

He glares right through, but he don't see me.

I walk away, he stays.

I move on, we stay.

He gets lost, I stay.

He's gone, isn't he?

He's hollow

He's blind

He's numb,  isn't he?