I like to be alone Something I have not always known At least the way I say It knowing now the way I do But knowing how as who Is now and who is anyway In my own company Myself and I agree with me Outsider gone within When the only way out is in Gone free then on my own At dawn in my way out my way To be myself where I See to be me who saw there why When now was not yet known Then how I like to be alone Steven Curtis Lance