He fill the room like champagne, into a empty glass
As they slither to him like snakes to 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 is asking 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 played my guitar, and scribed and cried

And the nails that we jams 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'm 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 remain
And he turns to me to say I'm a lot like you, does that mean, boy, I'm 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?