even though i may seem to be happyni got trouble all the timenfar too many answers missing in my lifennand even though it's sometimes that myndays seem to be full of luck and joynmore and more i wonder what it is aboutnnand even though my own songs and the beatles ones keep me moving onnthere is not much fun in what i do at allnni just can't feel at homenin this world anymorenthere is nothing that i know ofnthats worth living fornno i just can't feel at home in this world anymorenthere ain't no letting gonnand even though the sun comes outnto tell me 'it's alright-just let it flow'nsunbeams just don't reach my inner self no morennand even though the people who surround me do their best tonkeep me warmnthe freezy feeling deep down in my heart won't gonni'm a shadow of a mannand i'm fading out slowlyni pick up the phone each nightnbut there's nobody on itni'm an empty dried-out lakenthough i try not to show itncause i'm on a downhill passage waynisolated and lonely