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 . . .