Shall we dance around the subject?
There's an elephant in the room
Like the first of the birds to migrate, did the words leave my mouth too soon?
You were fruit which tasted so sweet
I ate right down to the part that was dark, black, dead at the centre
That's when the elephant came along, it's been here ever since, you don't seem to care
When you left, I asked its opinion, it said with a touch of regret
Play the ivory keys of pianos, to unlock your heart and forget
Or something along those lines, it was clearer at the time
In the end, all along, maybe it always was
Just the elephant and me