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