| Away in the darkness past midnight
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| As dim as a candle there burns a light
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| There sits a boy alone in his room
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| He reads magazines by the light of the moon
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| And the loneliest boy can always be found
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| In the room upstairs when the sun goes down
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| He’s the loneliest boy in a lonely town
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| He’s wary of strangers, so quiet and shy
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| His neighbors would call him an average guy
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| He clings to the world he knows so well
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| And what he feels really no one can tell
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| And the loneliest boy can always be found
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| In the room upstairs when the sun goes down
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| He’s the loneliest boy in a lonely town
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| It happened that cold gray afternoon
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| Alone in the window of his lonely room
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| A solitary boy with a long black gun
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| A shot rang out and the deed was done
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| So the loneliest boy just lookin' for love
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| Shot down a man from a window above
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| And the loneliest boy, so quiet and shy
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| Alone in his cell just a-waitin' to die
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| He’s the loneliest boy in this whole damn town |