Lonely Hearts Anonymous


There's a place for alcoholics where they can find relief,
Another place for addicts which will help them handle grief.
Hell, even smokers have one, too. So what I'd like to know.
Where's Lonely Hearts Anonymous for lonely folks to go?

We'd hire a little meeting room. It wouldn't take much dough,
Invite unfortunates like me who loved then watched love go.
Some kool-aid in a paper cup or maybe some cheap wine,
A table for a podium would work out real fine.

Our names would be called, one by one, to come up front and speak.
We'd look out at the faces knowing we were not unique,
And with this simple introduction, we would then begin,
"I'm (so and so). I'm lonely. I could really use a friend."

Then, after we were finished, we would shake each hand and smile.
Strong feelings of camaraderie would last a little while
And, though it just be temporary, it would ease the pain
Until the time arrived for us to meet there once again.

There are so many lonely souls - all those who loved and lost,
Who took a chance on happiness and paid the final cost.
They only want someone to know them, take a peek within,
To see their decent qualities that lie beneath the skin.

They have so much to offer. They have sterling qualities.
Why can't someone just recognize their willingness to please?
Yet, all too often, they are marks to take advantage of
When all they really need is someone who'll accept their love.

Someone to make them laugh out loud, to make them beam with joy,
Someone to offer happiness that they can both enjoy,
Someone to soothe with tender words when they are feeling down,
Someone to make them feel worth whenever they're around.

So, hey! We should get organized - the millions of us who
Are needful of that special friend to help to pull us through.
Then, one by one, defiantly our message we will send,
"I'm (so and so). I'm lonely. I could really use a friend."