In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, August 25, 2019
and I'm lonely
I got all the beauty for my eyes to see
I got all sorts of music to wash over me
I can be anything I think I can be
except there's no one around
and I'm lonely
I got books to read about places to go
I got flowers and trees, around me they grow
but I'm down on my knees and all I know
is there's no one around
and I'm lonely
I keep waiting for this emptiness to end
there ain't nothing I wouldn't give to make a friend
I got a big screen TV with lots of stars
to keep me from hanging out in sleazy bars
but that won't help till I know where you are
there's no one around
and I'm lonely
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