Текст: Don Williams. Tears of the Lonely.

Faded pictures, yellow from time
Well worn memories of days gone by
Needing someone and nobody's there
These are the things broken dreams are made of
Lord, they're everywhere

Tears of the lonely keep falling all the time
Tears of the lonely never dry

Another nighttime that just never ends
A helpless longing for what might have been
Another morning to face all alone
These are the things broken dreams are made of
They go on and on

Tears of the lonely keep falling all the time
Tears of the lonely never dry
Tears of the lonely keep falling all the time
Tears of the lonely never dry