Above the
pounding of the rain,
Beyond the rolling of the sea,
A thousand people know my name,
And one or two may yet know me.
There in the middle of the night
I'll find a friendly face
And I'll be taken back again
to some new loving place
And no, not be left alone
Although solitude's my home
I try to beg the hand of help
Sometimes when silence gets too rough
All I can offer is myself,
that never seems to be enough
An d yet there are some men
who kill for less than
someone's hand
And some things I can only guess,
and never hope to understand
No, I'm not alone,
although solitude's my home.
I turn my face toward the wind
And shuffle down
the darkened street
With winter coming on again
There's no telling who I'll meet
Perhaps a love will open up
and hold me for a while
Who knows what waits within the night
Beneath the surface of a smile
No, no I'm not alone
Although solitude's my home
So I'm not alone
Although solitude's my home
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