On a lonely night like this
What am I supposed to do?
Should I read a book and wait for you?
Should I pour myself a drink or two?
On a lonely night like this
What am I supposed to do?
Should I write a song that’s just for you?
Should I find a guy for a night or two?
On a lonely night like this
All the silence makes me blue
I’m alone but I am true
Now I’ll learn to start anew
When the darkness passes through
There will be a better hue.
On a lonely night like this
What am I supposed to do?
I’ll figure out how to live without you
I’ll figure out how to live without you.
I’ll be discovered after I die
I’m so excited might even cry
To each rejection
I have no objection
I’ll be famous, just not now.
I will be treasured after I’m gone
Those who survive me will say “She won”
Though it seems I’m losing
Really, I’m choosing
I’ll be famous, just not now.
And the stars will come down from the sky and embrace me,
And the sun will be shining all winter in Maine,
And my ticket will win half a bill at the lottery,
And the world will be peaceful and kind and tranquil…
Don’t get discouraged, you will succeed
It’s gonna happen at its own speed
Just don’t give up trying
Hope is never dying
You’ll be famous after you die…
Don’t cry.