I live alone that hasn't always been easy to do for just a single man
Sometimes it's nice the walls talk back to me
They seem to say wasn't yesterday a better day
Always alone at home or in a crowd
A single man off on his private cloud
'Cause in a world that few men understand
I am what I am the single man
Once was a time I can't remember when
The house was filled with love but then again
It might have been imagination's plan
To help along a single man
