Someday you’ll know what loneliness really is

All your work, your money, your activities won’t keep you from me

You’ll stop running – greet me face to face

You’ll be forced to give up this mad chase

Face it; it’s a fact of the human race.

I’m not so bad; I’m your friend,

And when you know the lonely, you’ll come to an end (of sorts)

Like a rare flower, alone on a rocky mountainside,

Or when you feel like that train whistle blowing thru the rainy night…

Then you’ll know me - love is lonely,

Like the sound of the ocean rolling way off past your bedside;

Or that spring morning, like a bird singing on the wire –

I say: you’ll know the lonely way –

Then you’ll know love is lonely,

Love is like the sound of one’s own melody,

Trying to play it up into your own little symphony,

You can’t wait for the answering call that never comes

You’ll know love is lonely; you’re one of “the Lonely Ones”

And it’s just facing yourself: playing your song: “The Beautiful.”

©2008 michael a. guy, all rights reserved

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