sitting alone here in my room
staring at your picture
from midnight till noon
counting the hours, conting the days
you know that i miss you in a million ways
now i wait in the cold
and this is getting old
no more stories, no more lies
take me off this ride
when you see me in the hall
i look at the wall
by my actions you should know
i‘m going solo
going solo
my friends tried to tell me,
i didn‘t want to listen
cos i‘m the kind of person gotta find out>