Well you called me, telephone ringing in the night And you asked me if I was alright, like an afterthought, an oversight And I stood, so surprised, trying to hold on to my pride So close, I could hear your low sigh I said I was fine, You said you were fine There's a loneliness, I don't lose sight of it Like a high distant satellite, one side in shadow, one in light But I didn't mind to be alone that night, in a city I'd never seen All these skyscrapers pooling on a prairie Built high and tall, as though they all compete just to reach the darkness up above that once here had been Somewhere, if there's a beauty you had seen in me That I wanted somehow to believe, drift of sentiment and memory That I couldn't have, I could not keep, no It never did belong to me, it was only ever another thing I would carry Still it held me, loyalty, to a feeling, to some glimpse Of a love that was only ever a kind of distance That we could not cross 'Gather no moss.'