Another night by myself, alone.
Doesn't bother me, I'm feeling fine.
Wish I had something to call my own
Wish I had someone to call mine
I'm lonely, and I'm feeling blue
I just can't stop the pain I'm feeling deep inside
Guess I've got to find a way of getting over you
And I need to find a place where I can hide
I'm pulled apart by every circumstance
I'm torn apart by every lie
You give to me with each deceptive glance
And leave me here to question why
I'm lonely, but that's nothing new
And I don't feel the pain no more, it's been so long
I used to think I'd found a way of getting over you
But I'm beginning to believe that I was wrong
All words and music © 1990 Redundant Steaks
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