He fills the room like champagne

Into an empty glass

As they slither to him like snakes

Through the grass His stance is quiet with grace

Before they throw him into the rat race

And he turns to me to say, I'm a lonely boy

Even with the life, I asked for Lonely boy, why don't you see

You're exactly the same as me

You could be the most beautiful thing

That I ever did see

With your head pointing down

And your friends leaving town He sung like an angel

That had stepped deep inside

While I payed my guitar

And scribed and cried And the nails that we jam into our hearts

Are essential and needed for the part

And he turns to me to say, I'm a lot like you

Does that mean, boy I'll be lonely too Lonely boy, why don't you see

You're exactly the same as me

You could be the most beautiful thing

That I ever did see

With your head pointing down

And your friends leaving town Days are passing like November rain

Constantly falling but nothing here remains

And he turns to me to say, I'm a to like you

Does that mean, boy I'll be lonely too Lonely boy, why don't you see

You're exactly the same as me

You could be the most beautiful thing

That I ever did see

With your head pointing down

And your friends leaving town

Your home getting high everyday

Don't you think it's strange?