
Lonesome, you make me so blue.
Lonesome, still in love with you.
Lonesome, like the moon.
Lonesome, praying to forget you soon.
–S.

Lonesome, you make me so blue.
Lonesome, still in love with you.
Lonesome, like the moon.
Lonesome, praying to forget you soon.
–S.

She howls at the moon,
anyone or anything listening.
She howls at the night,
the loneliness is crippling.
She howls at the stars,
as acceptance is sinking in.
–S.

Yearning for someone to hold me,
feeling underwater,
drowning in the lonely.
–S.