Untitled Song

Sitting here alone,
all that I can be is me,
sitting here alone,
for someone else to see.

Mr. bartender get me a drink,
be it straight on rocks,
Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
for you and all I'll sing.

Lonely winter's gone,
still I'll sing my song,
spring's here not for long,
so I'll sing my lonely song.

Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
be it straight on rocks,
Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
for you and all I'll sing.

As lonely as I can be,
never is my mind free,
as close to loney I can be
who is there to see?

Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
be it straight on rocks,
Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
for you and all I'll sing,
Mr. bartender pour me a drink,
before I begin to sink.