Oh, the pangs of loneliness that I do feel,
A weight upon my heart, a heaviness that's real.
The world outside is bright and full of cheer,
But in my soul, a darkness does reside, my dear.

The laughter and the joy, they do not reach me,
I am a island, lost in misery.
The tears I've cried, the sleepless nights,
Have left me drained, and weak, and out of sight.

The memories of love, they haunt me still,
A bittersweet nostalgia, that does my will.
The ache of longing, the pang of pain,
A lonely heart, that's lost its way again.

The world is full, of people and place
But in my heart, there's an empty space
I search for love, for a gentle grace
But all I find, is a lonely face

The sun it sets, in a fiery glow
But all I feel, is a cold, cold snow
The world it spins, with a joyful flow
But all I know, is a lonely, lonely ego