Buffalo

He'll never tell you anything 
  Not even a joke 
  He used ho have faces 
  For all of his places 
  Now he walks with a limp. 

  You can find her down a dusty road 
  She keeps a stutter polished for company 
  And pretends to be deaf in one ear 
  Ane she's been watching the same road 
  For fifteen years 
  Waiting 

  The sun will rise and fall, 
  They just want to lay down now. 
  So long through all these years, 
  No words said, and no bells sound it out. 
  Just one throught through all time 
  To make his way back to her side. 

  Just one throught through all time 
  To me 
  His way 
  To her side 
  To me 
  His way 
  To her side 
  Her side 
  Her side