Stuck in the middle of nowhere nNot knowing which way to turnnIf I could only hold you now nand undo the bridges I burnednnIf I hadn't a left you standing therenTo set my sail alonenThen maybe I'd be in your arms tonight nAnd I'd have more than your memory to holdnnWell, I finally learned I'm lonesomenNow I know what it means to yearnnI found myself at the end of the linenI had no direction to turn