Lyrics
THE ONLY LONELY
(Timothy Brickley and David Rheins)
Television through the air conditioning
in my motel room.
Waiting hopefully for you to come
and lift my gloom.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
I’m reading skin mags,
taking long drags off these cigarettes.
Staring into the cathode ray,
of the black and white set.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
(But I’m getting numb,
waiting for you to come
and I’m growing old.)
In the end, they say,
it’s a wink of an eye.
Life rushes by so fast
you can’t see it slipping by.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
It’s so lonely being the only
one in a motel room.
Copyright 1980, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.
