Wind through the window,

come sing me a song.

Show me the way to go home.

I've been disconnected,

loved and rejected,

travelling inside of my soul.

And I've clenched my fist

and I've cried for love

and I've prayed for the other souls out of control

and the answers that came from above.

And it's good to be lonely sometimes,

it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely sometimes,

at least I'm prepared for the fall

and it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely.

Rain on the train tracks,

the beat of my heart,

the rhythm of life carries on,

in memories and dreams

of the faces and places,

I know I'll always belong.

And I've clenched my fist

and I've cried for love

and I've prayed for the other souls out of control

and the answers that came from above.

And it's good to be lonely sometimes,

it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely sometimes,

at least I'm prepared for the fall

and it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely.

All my fears

and all my doubts

and all my secrets

have found me out.

And it's good to be lonely sometimes,

it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely sometimes,

at least I'm prepared for the fall

and it's better than nothing at all.

It's good to be lonely....