They started as children and grew to be friends He with his sculptor's hands she with her needle They went through some bitter times alone and together They were lovers and friends, but friends more than lovers Sharing each other with their own private worlds He knew that she needed him, he couldn't come He needed her, but she could not answer his needs He sculpted he form only both of them knew He yearned to finish before she would leave him forever But before he was finished, she disappeared And seized with sadness, he crumbled the statue to bits Form and friend, gone forever Both crumbled down to memory He knew that she needed him, he couldn't come He needed her, but she could not answer his needs