The morning is dead and the day is too   There's nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon   All my loneliness I have felt today   It's a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away   And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, alone      Now the smiling portrait of you   is still hanging on my frowning wall   It really doesn't, it really doesn't bother me too much at all   It's just the eh ever falling dust that makes it so hard for me to see   That forgotten earring laying on the floor   Facing coldly towards the door   And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, all alone   Burn!   Yeah, yeah   Lonely, lonely, lonely   Loneliness is such a drag!      So here I sit to face that same old fireplace   Getting ready for the same old explosion   Going through my mind   And soon enough the time will tell   About the circus in the wishing well   And someone who will buy and sell for me   Someone who will toll my bell   And I continue to burn the same old lamp, alone   Yeah   Darling, can you hear me calling you?   So lonely   Gotto blow my mind   Yeah, yeah   Lonely, lonely . . .