Alone In the City of Rome

Alone In The City Of Rome Sometimes I feel unlikely alone, To visit the city of ancient Rome. Not because I hate the city, But it makes me feels a little scary. It's a nasty task to walk alone, With no one to phone, In the city of ancient Rome. I feel like to call home, And leave the city of Rome . Not because I'm missing mom, Or scared of the coming storm. It's a nasty task to walk alone, With a bunch of ghosts and stone , In the city of ancient Rome. I feel like doing nothing, And sit and cry for something, Happening on the streets of Rome, Which makes me feel all alone. It's a nasty task to sit alone, With a bunch of couples along, In the city of ancient Rome. I feel like a bit hungry, And sit and watch a play of rugby. So i bought a packet of fried corn, And sit in the corner and scorn, Which makes me feel all alone, In the city of ancient Rome, In the city of ancient Rome.