Walking, Talking and Swimming

Uphill and down dale We walk, we talk, we both frown... But why do you look so pale And as grey as a white whale One that is all lost at sea Or is it just me that I see As rare as rare can ever be Swimming all alone Never picking up the phone I think it's sometimes you and mostly me Why we are are both caught in the deep So how profound as great white whales We can both share the crown Without ever uttering a sound DAMO