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He Lives Alone - Dory Previn
He lives alone
In his great big house
With collages on the walls
And cathedral halls
And he eats at a table
With room for eight
And each course is served
On a separate place
And he sits by his pool
And he waters his plants
And he does not dance
He does not dance
He lives alone
In his great big house
With his Jacobean chairs
And his marble stairs
And he sleeps in a room
With a dozen locks
And his money is kept
In a cardboard box
Underneath his bed
With his mother's ring
And he will not sing
He will not sing
Nothing burns
In the fire place
Leather bound
Are the books
A silent film star
Lived there once
And a lady comes in
And cooks
And looks after him
Because he pays her well
He lives alone
In his great big house
And when his pulse
Begins to pound
At an
Alien sound
Then he calls in a voice
That can't be heard
To a room down the hall
Where no woman stirred
And he thinks of her
And he wishes her there
And he cannot share
He cannot share
He lives alone
In his great big house
With collages on the walls
And cathedral halls
And he thinks of her
And he wishes her there
And he cannot share
He cannot share
He cannot share
Oh no he cannot share
