Half-way There

He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there
Told me my fortune was enough for me
That I should rather be lying lonely in the houses that stand along the river-side
Wearing nothing but the ruby bequeathed to me by him when he died
He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there
One look at his visage will tell you so
All you need to know is there in black & white, printed o his brow
He has told me why when where but he never told me how -
He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there
First time I turned and ran away from him -
I could not begin to feel the feelings that I felt he felt then
If he hadn't disappeared in spring that year I'd have sent him home again
He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there
A large cortege of mourners all agree that it was really he
Huddled in a blanket, chewing on a ball-point pen
They stood him up against the wall & set him off again
Around the karmic wheel ... big deal - you can't get me that way
I read between the lines of the notice in the times & this is what they say:
He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there, half-way there, etc