Each place I go only the lonely go,
Some little small cafe.
The songs I know only the lonely know,
Each melody recalls a love that used to be.
The dreams I dream only the lonely dream,
Of lips as warm as May.
That hopeless scheme only the lonely scheme,
That soon somewhere you’ll find a love that used to care.
And you’ll recall each fun time,
Those picnics at the beach when love was new.
It well could be the one time,
A hopeless little dream like that comes true.
If you find love hang on to each caress,
And never let love go.
For when it’s gone you’ll know the loneliness,
The heartbreak only the lonely know.
