The One

He was The One, The One, The One He was The One, it was true And it would have been perfect, but for the fact That he wasn’t just one, he was two It was just like a threesome, most of the time There was me, there was Jekyll, and Hyde Jekyll was honest and loving and kind But Hyde had the devil inside A turn of a sixpence, a phase of the moon Imperceptible shifts of the light And dear Mr Jekyll would turn in to Hyde Who was darker than graves in the night I just wanted Jekyll, just Jekyll, you see But Hyde came as part of the deal The addition of me, making two in to three Made a triangle spin like a wheel It was my fault, all my fault, everything According to Hyde, in his view They’d be better without me, Jekyll agreed So that’s when the three became two Good luck to the pair of you, Jekyll, and Hyde As you skip arm in arm to the sun Well suited, free, but quite useless for me For neither of you were The One by Gail