(R. Ahlert - E. Snyder)

Why do I wait for your call every night
Sit next to a phone that never rings
I do, because I'm lonely
And lonely people do foolish things.

Why do I sit with your picture in sight
When I know all the heartache it brings
I do, because I'm lonely
And lonely people do foolish things.

I find myself at a table for two pretending your still there
I carry on a conversation with you
Pour out my heart to an empty chair
Why do I go on fooling myself
When I know what tomorrow will bring.

One more day I'll be lonely, and lonely people
Ah, lonely people do foolish things
One more day I'll be lonely
And lonely people, yes, lonely people do foolish things...