Alone
I feel alone
living life like a crone.
I feel alone
with no chaperone.
I feel alone
feeding on bones.
I feel alone
all, all alone.
Long, long road ahead, as dark as can be,
And nobody’s stopping, to give a helping hand.
One need to be strong here, very strong indeed,
To brave through this journey, and reach the sunny end.
When will that be, baby? When will I get there?
All I need is your support, can’t you understand?
