Three is more then company

Looking into his eyes;
nothing made sense any more.
Its as if my heart has a mind of its own after all.
Or maybe my heart was finally listening to my mind.
The answers are all there for you;
Start looking for the deeper meaning,
And take a glance inside.
Theres so much more to this;
So much more to him,
So much more to me.
The only problem reoccuring is;
Its so much more drama with three.
But four felt too crowded,
And I guess two made us feel alone,
So here I sit pondering the same thoughts,
Singing the same song.

Nothing makes sense but its all understandable,
How can you love again when your heart is misunderstood?
Maybe these feelings are being taken for granted,
Maybe this show isn't for me,
Maybe when we finish here we'll find out its just so fun with three.
Cause four is just too big;
And two is just too small,
But even with three I'm left on this curb with the same old thoughts,
Singing the same old song.

Suddenly it all made sense,
I was meant to be alone.
With no one here along with me,
To have and to hold.
Cause I was never his;
And he was never mine.
Thankfully this was all figured out within the nic of time.
Four is much too crowded,
And two is all alone,
But three is more then company;
So I ended up alone with these sad, sad thoughts,
Singing the same damn song.