Isn’t it strange
You can be in a room full of people
And still be all lone
All by yourself
As cliched as it may sound
It always hold true
Sitting here on the window sill
Staring out at the streets below
And into the abyss of the night
The street light like little rhinestones
Studding the velvety road
And the inky blue night sky
Staring at the night sky
Makes me wish I could fly
To fly out of this place
And go to the place
Where my heart wants to be
With the one it wants or be with
This heart wants to escape
To fly away from this place
To be in the place it wants to be
To be with the one it wants to be with
To lay by their side
To rest my head where their heart is
To be lulled asleep
By the beating of their heartbeat
But for now I shall be
Be by myself
To feel all alone in a crowded room
To fret and miss
To hope my heart can be with the one
The one that it beats for
But for now it will live with this loneliness
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