Lonely One

(álbum: For All The Seasons Of Your Mind - 1967)

You get your love from dogs and cats
You've found in the neighborhood
And animal love is good
You haven't got a girl
You're scared of the world
No, you don't want a lover, you want a mother
Yes, you read all the overground books
You have quite an intellectual look
But are you an artist?
Ae you a book or just a cover?

Lonely One, you make me feel
I'm the only one to know that you're not real
Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world

So you say you're an artist with a tormented soul
Your heroes have left for the Hollywood Bowl
Sour grapes, come here
You say you never really cared
Don't you see, you're just like him and me
Ah, but you're a pillar of society
And you are good
Do all that Big Brother says you should
All of your friends, they need a boss
Someone to help them onto the cross
Now don'tcha like being somebody's punishment?
It makes you feel needed

Lonely One, you make me feel
I'm the only one to know that you're not real
Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world

And though you're alone, you say it will pass
You stuff your head with all your grass
It wouldn't be so bad, if that weren't all you had
You've never seen the lady laugh
Lonely One, don't you wish you had
Been a four-star general, just like Captain America
You go to bed each night, your arms wrapped 'round a pillow
Dreaming of becoming tomorrow's superhero
Rose-colored glasses I wish you had them
At least you would see me

Lonely One, you make me feel
I'm the only one to know that you're not real
Lonely One, turned down thumbs on the world