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LONESOME

When you’re lonesome

I sit in the street and I spy

When you’re lonesome

I’d like to call your name but I’m shy

When you’re alone

When you’re alone

I sneak ‘round your place

 

When you’re lonesome

I still watch, hooked and sly

When you’re lonesome

I hang on to your every sigh

When you’re alone

When you’re alone

I see you sniffin’ some lace

 

Not just a pretty face, you look for some grace

That you (seem to) seek in (the dark bounds of) an empty space

I know you never pulled the ace, you never won a race

What you need now is just a mad embrace

 

When you’re lonesome

Your rare smiles are so wry

When you’re lonesome

You cannot help but cry.

When you’re alone

When you’re alone

I sneak ‘round your place

 

When you’re lonesome, Babe

You love only once you get high

When you’re lonesome

Your eyes tell your life is a dark lie

When you’re alone

When you’re alone

I see you sniffin’ some lace

 

Not just a pretty face, you look for some grace

That you (seem to) seek in (the dark bounds of) an empty space

I know you never pulled the ace, you never won a race

What you need now is just a long embrace

 

© ℗ 2015 Mumbling Thom