Written by Roberta Heller and Lenny Hambro
There is a very quiet boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One.
There's sorrow in her face
and sadness in her eyes.
And if you look into the heart
within the lonely one,
you'll find it's been deceived
by broken vows and lies
Is it good to have pride,
with a longing to hide
all your heartaches and fears?
Is it wise to be cold, and to struggle to hold back the tears?
If you could only see the boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One,
you'd know that since you're gone,
The lonely one is me
Is it good to have pride,
with a longing to hide
All your heartaches and fears?
Is it wise to be cold and to struggle to hold back the tears?
If you could only see the boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One,
you'd know that since you're gone,
The Lonely One is me.
There is a very quiet boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One.
There's sorrow in her face
and sadness in her eyes.
And if you look into the heart
within the lonely one,
you'll find it's been deceived
by broken vows and lies
Is it good to have pride,
with a longing to hide
all your heartaches and fears?
Is it wise to be cold, and to struggle to hold back the tears?
If you could only see the boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One,
you'd know that since you're gone,
The lonely one is me
Is it good to have pride,
with a longing to hide
All your heartaches and fears?
Is it wise to be cold and to struggle to hold back the tears?
If you could only see the boy (girl)
they call The Lonely One,
you'd know that since you're gone,
The Lonely One is me.