As yet untitled (a song)

Tristan dreams
Of cricket teams
In black and white
All day and night

Nothing can distract him
From his blue-gray haze
Nothing can deter him
From his daily daze

Because the world
Has said goodbye
Barely noticing
That he's alive

Jane walks through the gate
Heading home one day
She listens to the cars
Driving far away

Nothing can distract her
From her work day haze
Or send her spinning into
A lovesick daze

Her solitary supper's
Waiting
No time for fast food
Or dating. No...

Peter walked away
From his bride today
The groom's men were all shaking
What a thing to say

Will he find a good distraction
In his drunken haze?
Will he wake up in the morning
From a lustful daze?

He did it out
Of love
One emotion's not
Enough. No...

Tristan dreams
Of cricket teams
While Jane walks on
To the cars beyond

Peter he is walking
It doesn't stop him loving
But no one sees their hell
Won't believe that all's not well

The world
Has said goodbye
Not noticing
Who's alive