Been a year since I sat
Wrote my last poem, Alone
Here now I sit
Surrounded by people
In a crowd, surrounded
By those who like me
Enjoy my company
But still, I feel
Alone
Why you ask me, why
Why, when among others
Why, when among friends
Those who care and love
Why among these who
You would call friends
And they the same to you
Why among these, do you feel
Alone
Something is missing
My love is not here
I miss her terribly
She's out there somewhere
I wonder if she thinks of me
I wonder if she misses me
There's no substitute for
Her love, so now I feel
Alone
And I walk the wintery darkness
Pondering why I feel like this
Why I miss her so terribly
Though I saw her two days ago
Want to spend all day with her
And sleep the night away with her
There's no substitute for
Her love, so now I feel
Alone
Then I return to the cheery lights
And comforting friendship
To drink, eat and be merry
Bury my feelings of missing her
Trust in love, in her, in fate
That all things come in time
There is no substitute for it
But I have her and that is enough
Together
