Songtext von Lonesome Alone

Two arms to hold her Two eyes to see Two ears to listen Her whispering to me A ship in a bottle Is that still a thing? We all have hopes for What new shores will bring Ah, lonesome alone Fingers tapping Twiddling my thumb Later, we'll go for a walk Later, then we can talk She hides from the sunlight And curses the rain Can't stand the cold And the heat is a pain She's white as a sheet But sure sees things black It's good I'm around To tip the scales back A cloud has been lifted From her head to mine Now I'm in the gutter And she's feeling fine Ah, lonesome alone Thumbs be twiddling Here on my own Later, we'll go for a walk Ah, lonesome alone Ah, lonesome alone