Alone

Late nights spent on the phone,

Conversating til the break of dawn,

Telling each other about what's going on

And sharing thoughts we'd always hid from everyone.

Invited to a party, standing at the door.

Watching all the other people who came in by the score.

Feeling isolated, left out, some old bore.

Hand off the doorknob, back away real slow.

Turn around and then start running like you never have before.

Down in the metro, hopped on the first train.

Maybe it's my line but if not, it's all the same.

Wonder why you left the house; why you even came.

Didn't ya know they'd always hurt you?

All they do is cause you pain.

Looking out the window at the cold gray buildings, you see

All the happy families

Talking over dinner or curled up watching TV,

Oblivious to the fact that their homey aeries

Could sollicite so much unadulterated envy.

Walking down the busy streets and the crowded avenues,

Surrounded by a storm of sound and colourful views,

Jostled by the swarming masses of wannabes and their crews,

Blissfully impervious to the beggar singing the blues.

Last flight of stairs. You're finally home.

Shut your door to all sound save the one haunting tone

From the beggarman's song that left you chilled to the bone.

You've enjoyed the laughter; the waves of shame you rode.

Yes, you came through the battle 

Just to find you're alone.