Finishing the Hat (from "Sunday in the Park with George")

Yes she looks for me good

Let her look for me to tell me why she left me

As I always knew she would

I had thought she understood

They have never understood
And no reason that they should

But if anybody could

Finishing the hat

How you have to finish the hat

How you watch the rest of the world
From a window

While you finish the hat

Mapping out a sky

What you feel like planning a sky

What you feel when voices that come
Through the window
Go
Until they distance and die

Until there's nothing but sky
And how you 're always turning back too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light
How the kind of woman willing to wait's
Not the kind that you want to find waiting
To return you to the night

Dizzy from the height
Coming from the hat

Studying the hat

Entering the world of the hat

Reaching through the world of the hat
Like a window

Back to this one from that
Studying a face

Stepping back to look at a face

Leaves a little space in the way like a window

But to see it's the only way to see

And when the woman that you wanted goes
You can say to yourself well I give what I give
But the women who won't wait for you knows
That however you live
There's a part of you always standing by

Mapping out the sky

Finishing a hat

Starting on a hat

Finishing a hat

Look I made a hat

Where there never was a hat