Where the lights are too low and the music's too slow

Where the whisper is loud that's my crowd

They're selling forgetting by the drink at the bar

I'm at home with the lonely where the sad people are



Where the sad ones the mad ones and the bad ones I guess

And I found no way but down away from happiness

In the darkness the heartless just whisper and cry

For you left me no heart and no way to die

(For you left me no heart and no way to die)

Where the lights are too low...

I'm at home with the lonely where the sad people are