The morning is dead. And the day is too. There's nothing left here to meet me. But the velvet moon. All my loneliness I have felt today. It's a little more than enough. To make a man throw himself away. And I continue. To burn the midnight lamp. Alone. Now the smiling portrait of you. Is still hangin' on my frowning wall. It really doesn't really doesn't bother me too much at all. It's just the ever falling dust. That makes it so hard for me to see. That forgotten earring layin' on the floor. Facing coldly towards the door. I continue. To burn the midnight lamp. Lord alone. Loneliness is such a drag. So here I sit to face. That same old fire place. Gettin' ready for the same old explosion. Goin' through my mind. And soon enough time will tell. About the circus in the wishing well. And someone who will buy and sell for me. Someone to toll my bell. But I continue. To burn the midnight lamp. Lord alone. Darlin' can't ya hear me callin' you?. So lonely. Gonna have to blow my mind. Lonely.