He lies there holding his pillow at night.
His heart aches so much that he can barely start the fight.
"What's wrong with me?" he asks the Lord,
not knowing how many more night alone he can afford.
I don't want to be here, but I'm afraid to go there.
Are you listening God? My soul is bare.
Look at me God, please open up that door.
I don't want to be lonely anymore.
Surrounded by a crowd of people she barely knows, she doesn't know how she could ever feel more alone.
"When does life get better?" she asks herself,
not knowing how much longer until she's gone.
I don't want to be here, but I'm afraid to go there.
Are you listening God? My soul is bare.
Look at me God, please open up that door.
I don't want to be lonely anymore.
We never know what God has in store for us,
but rest assured, for when we feel like it's love or bust
he will put that person in our lives, and open up that door
so we don't have to be lonely anymore...
I don't want to be here, but I'm afraid to go there.
Are you listening God? My soul is bare.
Look at me God, please open up that door.
I don't want to be lonely anymore.