Lonesome, lonesome, I know what it means I'm all by my own-some Dreaming empty dreams Worried, worried, 'bout the close of day Wond'ring if tomorrow Will Bring me joy or sorrow So tired of crying, so tired of sighing So tired of being alone So tired and weary, my skies are dreary Why must you wander and roam Tho' you are drifting too far apart My arms are empty but never my heart So tired of yearning, for your returning So tired of waiting for you Dreary, dreary, why should skies be gray Why must I be weary Lonely night and day Waiting, waiting, that's all that I do Dreaming like a dreamer Scheming like a schemer So tired of crying, so tired of sighing So tired of being alone So tired and weary, my skies are dreary Why must you wander and roam Tho' you are drifting too far apart My arms are empty but never my heart So tired of yearning, for your returning So tired of waiting for you