I don't want to be alone right now, and I can't say just why.
I saw my kids walk to the park, and hoped I wouldn't die.
This empty feeling comes along and I feel tired and old
My family is all away and it makes my house feel cold
I work hard at what I do, but I am not employed.
My self esteem has suffered some. Isn't life to be enjoyed?
I need a hug, hon; please come home. I feel a little wilted.
Like the lady at the altar, left there feeling jilted.
I guess I live for loving you, and loving you feels good.
I love my Devon and Fleurette as much as anyone could.
But right now I am alone and I feel less than whole.
So please come home; I need a hug to slow this demanding toll.