Michael P کے بول

This is the pillow I stole from the north ridge hotel Then took a fast train in the morning to hide my regrets Melted the city around us, looks summer of joy Promised you'd turn in to jail, we lived in state for too long Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely lone I get so lonely, lonely, lonely when you're gone Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely lone I get so lonely, lonely when the fun is gone All these images drown me when I'm going to bed And wonder what happened to you, my promise of a man Memories seem to reveal a pretty big lost As my head is laying down on the pillow I wonder you stole Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lone I get so lonely, lonely, lonely when you're gone Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lone I get so lonely, lonely, lonely when you're gone Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely lone I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, when you're gone Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lone I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lone