The man is all alone with his thoughts
There´s nothing he can do about it
The love has gone, his life is empty
And there´s no need to write a song
Another day will come and go but
It doesn´t matter much to him now
Upon the hill he seems the nonsense
Of living life without a love
The only lonely night that he had
Now it´s happening every night
He doesn´t know that someone is looking at him
A blondie angel is by his side
The man bended on his knees
Trying to find a way to go home or some place else
Where he could find some solace
Then when tomorrow comes
He will go to bed
He will pray for the morning
To come and release his pain