So where have you gone?   I swear I was wrong   didn't need to leave   I must say I was shocked   I went up the stairs   I pulled on my hair      I love the way you write   you're always so right   even the style & form   it answers, it denies   can I believe you?   well I do      you came in soaking wet   I could guess, I could bet   but you always tell me   how's your friend, was he good?   wow, that sounds romantic   why didn't I think of it      it's not right, it's not left   it's not east or west   it is neither nor   it's a bit of this, a bit of that   it's not black or white   it's not wrong or right   it is life