Do you ever feel so alone That if you were to pick up the phone No one else would be on the other end? Have you ever been far from home So scared you had to roam And now you're beaten and tired with no one to call a friend? (He doesn't count.) You tried your best to make a change But people just think you're strange And you feel like No one else is singing my song No one knows the rhythm enough to sing along If only someone could see In three-part harmony How alone How alone How alone Only I am It's late and getting colder You're only getting older And you're next to someone who is fast asleep That's so specific Does anyone understand? Would anyone understand? Could anyone understand? Of course not, because No one else is singing my song No one knows the rhythm enough to sing along When the core of your problem is a Complicated melisma No one gets How alone How alone How alone Only I am But maybe while I'm singing my song Someone else is singing along About a third higher, and they echo at a different moment Moment! How beautiful it would be If it was the entire company But that's impossible Impossible Impossible Impossible Impossible Or is it? Of course not No one else is singing my song (We're out of paper bags) I mean, duh, no one knows the ever-changing rhythm Enough to sing along If only someone could see In 11-part harmony Or maybe just unison It's logistically impossible I am super unique Hold out my lonely hands Ah! Only I am