Everybody's All Alone
I dreamt last night you wrote me a letter,
when I opened it up your words had wings.
sad and sorry, need and forever,
they seemed such frail and weightless things.
you wrote, “baby, it’s been such a long, long time.
you shouldn’t have left, but you couldn’t have known.
but don’t feel sorry and don’t feel singled out,
everybody’s all alone.”
you said, “all alone we walk this world.
all alone we pay our tolls.
and oh, the pain we all endure
walking around with separate souls.”
so I cried a river for old regrets,
my heart bled an ocean for days gone by.
but when I awoke my cheeks weren’t wet
and my lips were saying goodbye.
cause you stand crying, tied and tethered
to the tragedy of being on your own.
but there’s nothing better than standing together
when everybody’s all alone.
all alone we walk this world.
all alone, but always whole,
cause all it is to fall in love
is to remember the remainder of your soul.
and there’s nothing better than standing together
when everybody’s all alone.