Sitting in his room,
All day long.
He is sitting there singing,
His own sad song.
A song about misery,
A song about hope.
A song about a problem,
and how to cope.
He wants someone to love him,
He wants someone to care.
But when he turns around,
Nobody is ever there.
He wants a family,
and some friends that he can call his own.
He wants all these things,
So he doesn't have to be alone.
He's hoping someone will care.
He hears something and turns around,
And notices that nobody's there.