Duncan was always cautious
Never the one to take a stand
Convinced to the bone
That he's happier alone
And to justify the part
Keeps a closely guarded heart
Standing amidst the subway
He spies the lady of his dreams
And catches her stare
Long enough to make him care
"Oh my Lord, if beauty has a name
Then her's must be the same..."
Lights upon empty rooms
Home too soon, home too soon
Somewhere inside he burns
It looks like tea for one again
Looks like tea for one again, again