I'm so unhappy, what'll I do I long for somebody who Will sympathise with me I'm growing so tired of living alone I lie awake all night and cry Nobody loves me, that's why All by myself in the morning All by myself in the night I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair So unhappy there, playing solitaire All by myself I get lonely Watching the clock on the shelf I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder I hate to grow older all by myself My name and number are in the book
I'm so unhappy, what'll I do I long for somebody who Will sympathise with me I'm growing so tired of living alone I lie awake all night and cry Nobody loves me, that's why All by myself in the morning All by myself in the night I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair So unhappy there, playing solitaire All by myself I get lonely Watching the clock on the shelf I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder I hate to grow older all by myself My name and number are in the book
