Harry Connick, Jr.
Who Is There Among Us Who Knows
SHARONE
What is it?
MARK
From nowhere, a stranger walks in to my door
Answers to a question never asked before
Reality or riddle, which do you suppose?
Who is there among us who knows?
SHARONE
The yearning for someone gone for many years
All at once, a footstep, turn then she appears
Imagined or a mystery, which do you suppose?
Who is there among us who knows?
MARK
Or even cares which one is true?
There's hardly anyone
Except a haunted few
I don't know why
I don't know how
But I'm compеlled
To see beyond the hеre and now
SHARONE
Haze upon a vista, magical and vast
And all the while, you're turned round, staring at the past
Wounded or inspired, which do you suppose?
MARK
I've tried every technique and interpretation I know, and I still can't get to the bottom of this
SHARONE
Mark, she's a fantasy
MARK
She feels so real
SHARONE
Psychic fantasies are real
MARK
What if you're wrong? I mean, couldn't there be another explanation?
SHARONE
Don't worry, Mark. I'm sure, eventually, you'll figure it out
MARK
I don't know why
I don't know how
But I'll find ways
To see beyond the here and now
SHARONE
I don't know why
MARK
What I'm looking for
SHARONE
I don't know how
MARK
From nowhere, a stranger reaches out to me
SHARONE
You could see someone
MARK
A stranger wrapped in twilight, carrying the key
SHARONE
Carrying the key
MARK
Carrying the secret everywhere he goes
Who is there among us who knows?
SHARONE
Someone here, who may not ever show
She knows