I live alone
That hasn't always been easy to do
For just a single man
Sometimes it's nice the walls talk back to me
They seem to say
Wasn't yesterday a better day?
Always alone, at home or in a crowd
A single man off on his private cloud
'Cause in a world that few men understand
I am what I am, the single man
Once was a time, I can't remember when
The house was filled with love
But then again
It might have been imagination's plan
To help along a single man