Alone am I and don't want to be, I pray for someone to come and rescue me. I
wander along this lonely path and think of those that I've lost in the past.
I seek for someone to walk with me, I look and entreat, for my soul is in despair.
Once I had a mate so fair and refined, she walked with me and soothed my mind,
but now she is gone. My world has become calamity. Now I wander this lonely path,
across mountains and through the pass. In desert places my soul does thirst for an
oasis to drink from on this lonely earth.
I despise the day and rue the night, when dreams come in and stress my plight. The
sun does scorch me, the cold sends shivers down my spine. No one to shade me, no
one to hold me, nothing to make the cold to flee.
My heart is weary and my mind whispers, your name is solo and will always be. My
shadow mocks me as I go, a reminder of long ago, when there were other shadows
not just mine alone. I've become a mad man, I curse the day and wail at night.
Perhaps some day I'll find sweet rest, join the ones I lost in the past and solo no
longer my name will be.