The Lonely Girl
Muffled sounds from Midnight Streets
Grass damp beneath my feet
From an open window music's heard
A kind that sounds a bit absurd
Because it plays for the Lonely Girl
With a head full of thoughts that swirl
Into her pillow the Lonely Girls cries
Feeling worthless from all her failed tries
I toss rocks through her window hoping she'll see
And come on over to talk to me
But her swirling thoughts are too intense
And she can't pick a side of the fence
Live or die-- a maddening choice
For she feels no one will hear her voice
As she cries alone in her room
A place that might just be her tomb
Another rock, maybe two
Hoping to bring her into view
I want to help her not feel alone
Because it's a sickness that seeps into the bone
But to the window she never comes
I leave with the rising of the sun
I lay in bed alone with my thoughts
Because those are all that I've got
The Lonely Boy wants the Lonely Girl
My own thoughts begin to swirl
Grass damp beneath my feet
From an open window music's heard
A kind that sounds a bit absurd
Because it plays for the Lonely Girl
With a head full of thoughts that swirl
Into her pillow the Lonely Girls cries
Feeling worthless from all her failed tries
I toss rocks through her window hoping she'll see
And come on over to talk to me
But her swirling thoughts are too intense
And she can't pick a side of the fence
Live or die-- a maddening choice
For she feels no one will hear her voice
As she cries alone in her room
A place that might just be her tomb
Another rock, maybe two
Hoping to bring her into view
I want to help her not feel alone
Because it's a sickness that seeps into the bone
But to the window she never comes
I leave with the rising of the sun
I lay in bed alone with my thoughts
Because those are all that I've got
The Lonely Boy wants the Lonely Girl
My own thoughts begin to swirl