(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
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I haven't a reason, a clue or a sign
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I haven't the slightest idea
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Of the shape of your heart or the state of your mind
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Do you ever let anyone near
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Do you ever reach out with arms open wide
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Do you ever jump in closing your eyes
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Or are you one of the fortunate kind
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Alone but not lonely
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Everyday on the street I study their faces
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The ones who rush on through the crowd
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Towards their own quiet worlds, their separate places
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Somewhere I'm never allowed
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'Cause I've always been one to say what I need
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And than the next thing it's done and I'm watching 'em leave
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And I'm thinking, I wish I could be
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Alone but not lonely
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So which one are you tonight
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Do you change with the morning light
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Do you say more than what sounds right
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Do you say what you mean?
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There are moments in time that are meant to be held
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Like fragile, breakable things
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There are others that pass us, you can't even tell
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Such is their grace and their speed
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And this one is gone in the blink of an eye
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You can ask me the truth but tonight I will lie
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Unflinching I'll tell you that I'm alone but not lonely
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Alone But Not Lonely
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| Mary Chapin Carpenter |
