Lonely

She steals the morning From a sunset still on water She brightens the day While clouds precipitate from clutter She'll light up the night with lighting strikes It's followed by trails of thunder Unlike the storm, decorated in scorn She's left with fear of wonder She's lonely, lonely She lies in the bed While nobody's there, covered In a sheet that adheres and covers up her tears of suffer Day by day she'll anticipate You'll return to her without flowers But with open arms and your James Dean charm and your pedestal for her still towers She's lonely, lonely She lies in the bed While nobody's there, covered In a sheet that adheres and covers up her tears of suffer She'll walk across land That's been left by man All of it undiscovered Through all the hills, the creeks, and the fields If you were there left to love her She's lonely, lonely She lies in the bed While nobody's there, covered In a sheet that adheres and covers up her tears of suffer --- Lonely - The Pollies