Alone I sit and alone I sleep
No one beside me as I look out in the morning mist
Alone I write this poem and weep
No lover for me to hug and no lover for me to kiss
Alone I sit in this empty room
No one has a clue
will I be alone when I die?
will I be alone in an empty tomb?
I thought I would Find Love but there's no one to run to.
Alone I lay in bed
alone I cry
alone I sit and think these thoughts in my head
alone I sigh
whats this life for lest I try. -Matthew McKellar