Alone

He's got no understanding.
The world is so demanding.
How long can he withstand it?
He's never felt so much alone.

She left him empty-handed,
And now his heart is stranded.
He'll have to take this plane and land it,
Somewhere with no place to call his home.

Why must the world be so cruel?
Do we have anything better to do,
Than sit and break each others hearts,
And tear ourselves apart?
There's nothing to comprehend.
We'll destroy till the bitter end,
And it will never be enough.
So tell me how there's such a thing as love.

She goes on pretending.
Is it never-ending?
Is there a way he can mend it,
Though he knows it can't be the same?

His hand won't stop shaking,
And his heart, it keeps breaking.
It's like a dream, but he's not waking,
Cause he's bound in all these chains.

Why must the world be so gray?
No colors for us today.
He thinks there's no one else to find.
Why bother to even try?
There's nothing to comprehend.
We destroy again and again.
And in this world where it's never enough,
How can there be such a thing as love?

I don't understand it.
How is he still standing?
When sense seems to be disbanding,
And he's got nowhere to go?

Into darkness he's descending,
Cause it's on hope that he's depending.
Now his heart is rending,
And nobody seems to know.

Why must the world be so blind?
Will we ever have peace of mind?
Is there no deeper meaning at all?
Who will catch us when we fall?
There's nothing to comprehend,
Just despair without an end,
And it can't ever be enough.
So how can there be such a thing as love?

It seems as though he's dying,
And still she keeps lying.
She can't hear him crying,
And the tears roll down his face.

And the pain that he is feeling,
Has him on his knees and kneeling,
Praying for some healing,
But all his prayers go to waste.

Why must the world be so dark?
No light, not a single spark.
But he thinks that means nothing's there.
So why should we even care?
There's nothing to comprehend.
There's help enough to lend,
But it won't amount to much,
Cause he's convinced there's not a thing called love.

Now his world is spinning,
And his hopes are thinning.
He knows that he's not winning,
And he's afraid of the unknown.

His ship is slowly sinking,
And his heart is also shrinking,
But no matter what he's thinking,
He'll never be alone.

Don't give up, don't give up,
You'll never be alone.
Don't give up, don't give up.
You're not alone.