Just like a butterfly that's caught in the rain! Here I am, lonely, Tired and lonely, Crying for home in vain, Longing for flowers, Dreaming of hours Back in the sun-kissed lane, I know that all of the world is cheery By that old cottage door,

But, oh yeah, you know what it means to be alone Today you're laughing pretty baby, tomorrow you could be crying In time baby, I'll get you off my mind Little by little, watch my love slow down You live for today, you leave tomorrow on it's own We got a

Don't you hear me crying Tell me that you're trying Or is our love a lie Love is blind You came along and captured me Now I'm a prisoner of your eyes Trapped in time I cannot leave you I'm just a prisoner of your eyes

They were crying when their sons left Maybe you deserve to die God is wearing black He's gone so far to find no hope he's never coming back All young men must go He's come so far to find the truth he's never going home Welcome to the soldier side Where

There's a solitary man crying, hold me It's only because he's a-lonely If the keeper of time runs slowly He won't be alive for long! If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? It means

Staring at the ceiling One of us is crying, one of us is lying In her lonely bed Wishing she was somewhere else instead They passed me by, all of those great romances It's as if you're robbing me, of my rightful chances My picture clear, everything

Little man, you've had a busy day It's time to go to sleep now Listen to the jukebox softly play I know why you're crying I know why you're blue Someone took your kiddy car away Time to go to sleep now Someone took your marbles Tell you what we'll do

What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone On the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money? And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down I ain't got a job now He's just

One of us is crying, one of us is lying In her lonely bed Staring at the ceiling Waiting for a call Sorry for herself, feeling stupid, feeling small Wishing she had never left at all They passed me by, all of those great romances You were, I felt,

Staring at the ceiling Wishing she was somewhere else instead One of us is lonely One of us is only Waiting for a call One of us had to go One of us is crying One of us is lying In her lonely bed