I live alone, that hasn´t always been easy to do for just a single man Sometimes it´s nice the walls talk back to me They seem to say, wasn´t yesterday a better day? Always alone, at home or in a crowd
A single man off on his private cloud ´Cause in a world that few men understand I am what I am, the single man Once was a time, I can´t remember when The house was filled with love, but then again It might have been imagination´s plan To help along a single man