Alone again home

As i walk the street i wonder? she's beautiful could it be
her?,
as i shop as i do my laundry i wonder?
will i meet her here? or will i go alone again home?
as i walk the streets i wonder?
what or whom do i look for and why?
why the hell is it so important
and yet too shy to approach, i go alone again home,
I'm alone again home,
i like it sometimes, sometimes i feel i should go out and get a
life,
i exercise at home, it extends my life but why?
more days at home alone? or more chances to meet the girl of my
dreams?
why is it so important? it's so important,
the warmth of love, the power of lust,
the intensity of sex high on drugs
or in early morning,
the touch of skin, dream on... i'm home alone,
maybe Freud has the answers?
maybe i'm a psychologists dream?
maybe i'm just feeling like the rest of the world?
maybe i'll spend all of my life... alone again home,
tomorrow i'll try to make more effort,
tomorrow i may not feel so fundamentaly
sad?
tomorrow i may find fulfillment?
TOMORROW I'LL PROBABLY GO ALONE AGAIN HOME.