“*The Lonely*Dancing slowly in an empty room.Can the lonely take the place of you?I sing myself a quiet lullaby;Let you go and let the lonely in,To take my heart again...”

“I could still feel the ghost of him hovering in the quiet, dark recess of my heart. It was as if he was just waiting for me to be lonely, or to let my guard down, so that he could surface and fill my mind again with thoughts of him.”

“Well, bless my soulYou're a lonely soulCause you won't let goOf anything you holdWell, all I needIs the air I breatheAnd a place to restMy head”

“I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.”

“I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.”

“And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.”