There in the middle of the night
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Now I'll be taken back again
To some new loving place
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Although solitude's my home
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On seeing someone in a crowd
I'll never hope to comprehend
Oh, no I'm not alone
Although solitude is my home
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I try to beg the hand of hell
Sometimes when silence gets to rough
All I can offer is myself
that never seems to be enough
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I turn my face toward the wind
And shuffle down the darken street
With winter coming on again
There's no telling who I'll be
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Oh, no I'm not alone
Though I know solitude is my home
No I'm not alone
Although solitude is my home
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