In My Room

In my room

Way at the end of the hall

I sit and stare at the wall

Thinking how lonesome I've grown

All alone

In my room

In my room

Where every night is the same

I play a dangerous game

I keep pretending she's late

And I sit and I wait

Over there is the picture we took

When I made her my bride

Over there is the chair where I held her

Whenever she cried

Over there by the window the flowers she left

Have all died

In my room

Way at the end of the hall

I sit and stare at the wall

Thinking how lonesome I've grown

All alone

In my room