Album: Maranatha! Collection - Volume 3
The side of town that never was the 'burbs
They're sketching the same old gray smudge pencil sketch
But everybody's sorrows can be seen as well as felt
And in the silent streets there is a distant cry for help and it said
Who loves the lonely?
Who understands the heavy emptiness, the woe in their hearts?
Who loves the lonely?
When can they hope to belong instead of being apart?
At 2 A.M., the bars close down till 10
Evicting some from what is one to blend
And leading to the sidewalk though that's sleep without the dream
Because they don't believe in things
That eyes have never seen, they still say
Who loves the lonely?
Why let a loss inside and jealousy to find the way?
Who loves the lonely?
How can they trust me that they'll let somebody find them down?
All night's time,
All things running out
Until they find that God can bring them dreams again
And give them things to fully understand
But even though the city looks exactly like the cold
They only had a dozen roses, had already known to tell those
Who loves the lonely?
Simple as well there was a widening it for all alone
Who loves the lonely?
Using to test that the ground's the same, exactly bound
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