Judging by your pauses on the phone
What's left unsaid is better left
Maybe we'd be better off alone
The way we used to feel, it only comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
In the middle of the night 
I'm pleading
And I know that you're not really sleeping
By the half light of the dawn 
I'm seething
Counting every minute until you're leaving
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
At least we used to care enough to shout
Now we'd rather have our peace than have it out
Uncertainty's been swallowed up by doubt
I guess, this is what my folks were always sighing about
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go
You come and go