Chelsea comes, and Chelsea goes
What Chelsea is, what Chelsea knows
It's cold outside
And it's warm in here
But she'll stay out there
When she can feel the fear

An open hand to take the blame
Two open arms to ease the pain
Too much to ask
It gets her down
When she's got so much else
She doesn't need them around

Chelsea comes, and Chelsea goes
He strains to see as the confusion grows
His body shakes
His face and patience wearing thin
But if he knocks on her door
She'll never let him in


-- The Curtain Society, "Chelsea" (September, 1988) --