There is a very quiet boy
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They call the lonely one
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There is sorrow in his face
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And sadness in his eyes
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And if you look into the heart
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Within the lonely one
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You'll find it's been deceived
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That broken was in lies.
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Is it good to have cried?
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With the longing to hide
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All your heartaches and fears.
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Is it wise to be cold, and to
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Struggle, to hold back with tears.
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If you could only see the boy
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They call the lonely one,
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You'd know that since you're gone
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The lonely one is me.
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The Lonely One
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| Nat King Cole |
