The One
He was The One, The One, The One
He was The One, it was true
And it would have been perfect, but for the fact
That he wasn’t just one, he was two
It was just like a threesome, most of the time
There was me, there was Jekyll, and Hyde
Jekyll was honest and loving and kind
But Hyde had the devil inside
A turn of a sixpence, a phase of the moon
Imperceptible shifts of the light
And dear Mr Jekyll would turn in to Hyde
Who was darker than graves in the night
I just wanted Jekyll, just Jekyll, you see
But Hyde came as part of the deal
The addition of me, making two in to three
Made a triangle spin like a wheel
It was my fault, all my fault, everything
According to Hyde, in his view
They’d be better without me, Jekyll agreed
So that’s when the three became two
Good luck to the pair of you, Jekyll, and Hyde
As you skip arm in arm to the sun
Well suited, free, but quite useless for me
For neither of you were The One
by Gail
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