Duncan was always cautious Never the one to take a stand Convinced to the bone That he's happier alone And to justify the part Keeps a closely guarded heart Standing amidst the subway He spies the lady of his dreams And catches her stare Long enough to make him care "Oh my Lord, if beauty has a name Then her's must be the same..." Lights upon empty rooms Home too soon, home too soon Somewhere inside he burns It looks like tea for one again Looks like tea for one again, again