Lonely Man Songtext / Lyric

Lonely man, lonely room

Lonely house, lonely view

Racing back from seventy to two

Angst ridden books and magazines

Never takes amphetamines

Subconscious thoughts are telling you to choose



Why must this come to an end?

Time imprisoned all your friends

Even optimistics can't pretend






Lonely beds, lonely blues

Lonely hearts, carry you

Far away from the panics and distress

The nights are filled with images

Of sunny days you often missed

And precious times well spent as the oppressed



Strumming chords so quietly

Late night kicks in misery

Sometimes things aren't what they appear to be



Lonely man