THE MORNING IS DEAD AND THE DAY IS TOO THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO GREET ME BUT THE VELVET MOON ALL MY LONELINESS I HAVE FELT TODAY IT'S A LITTLE MORE THAN ENOUGH TO MAKE A MAN THROW HIMSELF AWAY AND I CONTINUE TO BURN THE MIDNIGHT LAMP ALONE
NOW THE SMILING PORTRAIT OF YOU IS STLL HANGIN' ON MY FROWNING WALL BUT IT REALLY- REALLY DOESN'T BOTHER ME- TOO MUCH AT ALL IT'S JUST THE- UH- EVERFALLING DUST THAT MAKES IT SO HARD FOR ME TO SEE THAT FORGOTTEN EAR-RING LAYING ON THE FLOOR FACING COLDLY TOWARD THE DOOR AND I CONTINUE TO BURN THE MIDNIGHT LAMP WHOA, ALONE
BURN YEAH YEAH LONELY LONELY LONELY LONELINESS IS SUCH A, DRAG
SO HERE I SIT TO FACE THAT SAME OLD FIRE PLACE GETTIN' READY FOR THE SAME OLD EXPLOSION GOIN' THROUGH MY MIND AND SOON ENOUGH TIME WILL TELL ABOUT THE CIRCUS AND THE WISHING WELL AND SOMEONE WILL BUY AND SELL FOR ME SOMEONE WILL TOLL MY BELL AND I CONTINUE TO BURN THE SAME OLD LAMP ALONE
YEAH, RIGHT NOW CAN YOU HEAR ME CALLIN' YOU?- SO LONELY GOTTA BLOW MY MIND YEAH YEAH LONELY LONELY LONELY BLOW MY MIND YEAH