Album: Maranatha! Collection - Volume 3
The side of town that never was the best
Is still the same old gray smudged pencil sketch
Where everybody's sorrow can be seen as well as felt
And in the silent streets there is a distant cry for help and it says
Who loves the lonely
Who understands the heavy emptiness they hold in their hearts
Who loves the lonely
When can they hope to belong instead of being apart
At 2AM the bars close down 'til 10
Evicting some from what is home to them
And leaving to the sidewalk those that sleep without their dreams
Because they don't believe in things their eyes have never seen they still say
Who loves the lonely
The ones that are lost inside and cannot seem to find their way out
Who loves the lonely
How can they trust enough to let somebody past their doubts
All life's time
Won't be long enough until they
Find that God can bring them dreams again
And give them means to fully understand
That even though the city is exactly like before
The hold it had upon them doesn't matter anymore cause they'll know
Who loves the lonely
Simple as love, they'll wonder why they didn't know all along
Who loves the lonely
Easy to trust as the ground that they've been standing on
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