Cold sheets clinging to lonely skin
binding dreams of love together
when loneliness along has been
a reality hiding behind my door-
If alone I am and may be forever
no stranger, alone I was before
and nothing changes anymore.
Hard pillow hiding my dreams
now stained with dried up tears,
but nothing is what it seems
when alone I sleep every night
with my pillow hiding my fears-
If alone I am, alone I hold tight
hoping at the end I’ll be alright.