George cory / douglass cross
Lonely grief is hounding me
Like the lonely shadow hounding me
It's always there just out of sight
Like a frightening breeze on a lightening night
Lonely wind cries out my name
Sad as haunted music in the rain
It's born of grief and born of woe
But i hear it call and i've got to go
Where can i be headed for
The blues call in my door
To lick my heart once more
Love lives in a lonely land
Where there's no helping hand to understand
Why does it bring this ache to me
Why it don't matter why
I only know misery has to be part of me
Never hope to count on love
To be a partner of that heaven above
Never hope to understand
Love is a barren land
A lonely land, a lonely land
