It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico
It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio
It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot
Gives you the very last hit from her pot

It's a lonely feeling, it's what you got
It's a lonely feeling, like it or not

Well, it's the crack in the sidewalk right next to a pay telephone
Well, it's someone's recorder when you're hopin' that someone is home
Well, it's an hour to kill to do what you please
Nobody's up for just shootin' the breeze

It's a lonely feeling, it's like a disease
It's a lonely feeling, you pray that it leaves

It's your best friend from high school who sees you and wishes you well
Yeah, you try to breakthrough but you run out of stories to tell
So you bid him goodbye and you step into space
So many questions that you cannot face

There's a lonely feeling taking his place
It's a lonely feeling that you just can't erase

Well, it's three men from Chile who are tired and they want to go home
Well, they run out of money, stuck up in east Oregon
So you give 'em the small bit of change from your hand
Try to speak Spanish but they don't understand

It's a lonely feeling, it gets to a man
It's a lonely feeling that runs through the land

Well, it's a statue of Jesus that your grandmother had when she died
It's all cracked and all yellow and know you should throw it aside
But you're growin' religious the older you get
Haven't been saved but it should happen yet

It's a lonely feeling full of regret
It's a lonely feeling, won't let you forget

Well, it's a bus stop, a street cop, an old dog, the new kid, a bum
It's fright and rejected, neglected and blind, deaf and dumb
Yeah, but you look in the mirror and you're still hanging in
It's there to remind you how lucky you've been

It's a lonely feeling, now and again
It's a lonely feeling that comes now and then

Writer : ROBERT EARL KEEN
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC