I've lived in all of the houses he's built
   The one in the air
   The one underground
   The one on the water
   The one in the sand
   He says: It doesn't matter how we live
   He says: It doesn't matter where we live
   We're so close we can dispense with houses
   We don't need a home at all
  
   It's come to be a habit with me to dine alone
   You're never home
   And the evenings end so early
   He says: we can be close from afar
   He says: the closest people always are
   We're so close that in our separation,
   There's no distance at all.
  
   Sometimes I gout to the car,
   Turn on the headlights
   Intending to leave-
   Sometimes I need to hear the words,
   My imagination's not as strong as you'd believe-
   But I've talked to you;
   You haven't listened at all.
   I've said I'm numb,
   I can't even cry,
   I'm stuck with acting out a part.
   He says: what do words ever reveal?
   He says: in speaking one can be so false-
   We're so close we have a silent language,
   We don't need words at all.
  
   There's a husky voice
   That speaks to me in the dark
   And on the phone from studios
   And Westside bars,
   Through tunnels of long distance.
   He says: we're beyond flowers
   He says: We're beyond compliments-
   We're so close we can dispense with love
   We don't need love at all.