Without You, I'm Nothing

She sits there on this engine. In a crowded scene that does her no good Quietly, alone in her own mind trying to understand life's path She's careless, so calm. As if no one was watching her but me So beautiful to the eye yet in a mirror, she sees fault and error She tries to find guidance in sentences that aren't hers I approach her with my nerves jumping out of my skin I ask about the weather ...