Lonesome Is Me Songtext
von Ed Bruce

Did you ever say I′m lonesome
And stop to wonder really what lonesome is

Lonesome is a little boy standing in a crowd
A telephone ringing in an empty house
Lonesome is an autumn leave that first falls from its tree


Lonesome is a footstep with out of place to go
Or summer is last robin in winter's first snow
Lonesome is a little dog lost out in the street

Lonesome is an empty bottle, a half filled glass of wine
The sound that a clock makes when all you have is time
Lonesome is a heart that breaks when love has turned to hate
The dying sun at the close of day
Lonesome is a jail of tears that won′t set me free