nights will be lonely
and the road will simply drag longer
i guess I'm a loner again
and you will be nothing but a stranger

someday far from now I'll say i knew you
and for a second you were kind
prolly cause I bothered to say hello, you -
back then, I bothered to call you mine

if only you were someone else
and I could meet you again; a different voice,
a different past, the same embrace
if only you were someone nice

but i guess I'm a loner again
and all I'll have close to me are strangers,

maybe someday I'll meet you again
and what's left, will be the better