Where are you, my lonely? It's only me.
Where are you, my lonely? It's only me, i've got some confessions; but not more than three
When i were just an innocent, and that thing happened to me, i thank you, my lonely. You were right there for me.
I was scared, terrified, time after time. But i thank you, my lonely. Cuz you dried my eyes.
They came with insults, they came with lies, an innocent boy! and all i can think of is... ... "why?'
They laughed and high fived, took it all in their stride.
But I thank you, my lonely. You were right by my side.
No mother to run to, greeted by fists, fury and fights.
So i thank you, my lonely. You were right there each night.
I wish now i could meet me, when young and full of life, to take by the hand and say "everything is alright