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