Mocks castles in the air

And-Bang!-romance

It rocks his cradles of despair

Only the lonely. .

Homely sentiment

Only the lonely..

Only my detriment

I'm not gonna see you anymore

And I am cryin'. . . I don't wanna see you anymore

But I might be lyin'. . .

Miss Hard he hunts

Her sikhs will not suffice

Bad Batter bunts

Witty Meek speaks of self-sacrifice.

His muse sick, it pays

How much now cost is the balance

The musician prays

'Cause his touch now is lost as his talents

I'm not gonna see you anymore

And I am cryin'. . .

I don't wanna see you anymore

But I might be lyin'. . .

No, I know. Oh!

Now, I won't let go

Oh, I know.

I won't let you go...

And Chartie Chance

Makes castles in the air Andbang!-romance

It breaks his cradles of despair

Only the lonely.. .

Blowing leaves in the gusts

Only the lonely.. .

Loathing leaves disgust

I don't wanna see you anymore

And I am cryin'. . .

I don't wanna see you anymore

But I might be lyin'. . .