(R. Ahlert - E. Snyder)      Why do I wait for your call every night   Sit next to a phone that never rings   I do, because I'm lonely   And lonely people do foolish things.      Why do I sit with your picture in sight   When I know all the heartache it brings   I do, because I'm lonely   And lonely people do foolish things.      I find myself at a table for two pretending your still there   I carry on a conversation with you   Pour out my heart to an empty chair   Why do I go on fooling myself   When I know what tomorrow will bring.      One more day I'll be lonely, and lonely people   Ah, lonely people do foolish things   One more day I'll be lonely   And lonely people, yes, lonely people do foolish things...