Mary Black - One And Only

I do not see the way out
I do not really know how
Like a shot in the dark
Went your hallowed ground
Had you taken too much
Kept me well out of touch
And refused to let me go

I cannot see to you pain
I do not hear you complain
You are now but a dot in the pouring rain
You created this mess now I'm bent to your stress
And it seems to suit you well

One and only two can be lonely
I'm my own child blessed and unholy
I your eyes the storm surely rising up
Do do do do